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It has finally happened. I now have a new job!!!
I knew shaving for the interview would pay off!
So, it’s taken a lot longer that I thought it would! In the last three (ish) months my CV has been viewed 220 times on Jobsite.co.uk, out of that I’ve had five interviews spead over the last month.

I’d gotten so used to rejection that I almost felt like some kind of imposter when I got the contract through to sign. I’ve been assured that pre-job nerves are completely normal, and I’ve signed the contract so it’s all good!!

Handed in my notice on thursday so my last day will be the 17th of June. Coincidentally this is the day before I go on a weeks holiday to Budapest. Excellent timing methinks!!
Go for a holiday get job stress out and generally chill, come back and I’m in a new job!!!

Nice one!

Stupid online shopping.

I suppose I have myself to blame, the fact that I know my credit card number off-by-heart pretty much nullifies the cunning and clever leave-it-at-home-anti-spending-plan. I said ‘off-by-heart’ on purpose, because memorised implies intent and I honestly didn’t set out to learn my credit card details for internet shopping…
Honestly.

So I guess I’ll have to take my photography a bit more seriously.
Why you ask?
Well yesterday in a fit of enthusiasm for the upcoming move to a bigger room in the house (August), I was doing a bit of research into the prospect of getting a new computer to celebrate the existance of a desk. Doing the build in stages seems to be a good idea purely from a financial point of view. Although this does mean that at some point during the process I’ll have a swanky new case with nothing in it, but thats beside the point.

The first stage of the process I logically decided would be to get a decent screen, this can be used on my laptop until the rest of the new machine is complete. And well if I’m going to get a new monitor I may as well look into the price of those calibration doo-dars.
Whats that, they’re how much… well in that case…

Before you know it, the order is placed for a Spyder 2 monitor calibration device. It has yet to arrive, or even be dispatched. If there is anyone in the Guildford area that wants an ICC profile for their monitor (windows 2000 or XP only)… tenner a go.

At some point in the future I may even get round to adding a contact page to this site so you can actually email me with interest.

As you may or may not know, I’ve been looking for a new job over the last few months. I have actually had four interviews of which two are no go’s and two are as yet undecided (either that or the recruitment agents haven’t told me about the rejections – a distinct possibility).
Before going to one of my more recent interviews the recruitment agent sent me a list of possible interview questions and recommended answers (or at least the form your answers should take).

One in particular caught my eye:
Question: Are you a leader?
Suggested answer: Yes, (give examples)

Immediate flashback to an earlier interview
Questioner: Do you see yourself as a leader?
Me: No I’m more of a follower …

Doh.

Although having said that I do feel that this is pretty much the truth and lying in an interview’s not going to get you anywhere.

Well shortly after being confronted with the life dilemma posed by a job prospect in Oxford, a guy from CBS Butler recuitment called. A guy called Russell, he had a very exciting sounding job prospect in reading.
Fantastic, I wouldn’t have to move, its all to do with mobile communications and embedded systems and the like.
In short, it sounds perfect.
All I’d have to do is bone up a bit on TETRA and GSM and other mobile protocols (which I’ve already started to do) and hopefully impress the boss-man when/if I meet him.

Cake, one, piece of.
Coincidently Russell had actually bothered to check out this website!!! I put it on my CV, but I was still mildly supprised that someone would visit it to find out what it’s all about.
Seems like he wasn’t put off by my spelling problems. They’re getting better at least anyway 🙂

Having just blogged about getting new housemates and signing contracts on this very evening, guess what comes up.
One of the recruitment companies I contacted has found what sounds like the IDEAL job (see below) the problem? It’s in Oxford.
After a lot of thought I’ve decided to apply, I am not too keen on moving but if I don’t get offered the position I won’t have to worry about it.

Electronics Design Engineer circa £22k

Graduate/Junior role requiring Hardware/Software knowledge & experience

Solid State Logic has secured an unrivaled reputation as the world’s leader in design, development and manufacture of professional audio production systems for the music, broadcast, video and film industries.

Our products are comprised of high speed multiple processor systems, designed using the latest technology and components.

It is with this in mind that our R & D Department now have a vacancy for a Design Engineer, a role that encompasses both software and hardware design. This challenging brief calls for a methodical and analytical individual with,

· An understanding of the requirements of a real-time system
· Experience of high level embedded software design and implementation
· A good understanding of digital and analog circuit design concepts
· Experience of using CAD tools for schematic capture
· Experience of VHDL design would also be advantageous.

To succeed in this demanding yet exciting post, applicants should be qualified to degree standard, possess excellent problem solving skills, be self motivated and have the ability to complete designs to the highest standard.

So I’ll have to see what comes of it, Oxford is about the same distance from London as Guildford so it’s ok from that point of view.

This always seems to happen to me, two weeks after signing the contract on the house last year I got a call from ARM saying there were now openings.

I’m not sure if I want to crosss my fingers or not, if I got it, massive dilemma. If not, then I’m stuck where I am.
It would mean I’d live in the same city as my cousin when she’s at uni, which can’t be a bad thing.

Mmmm, well I’ll keep you posted, gentle reader.

A while ago, last year some time, I was having a good chat (listen?) with Jenna (one of my housemates). This was a fairly regular thing at the time, it was during the hoildays and she wasn’t mad busy with her play, as she is now.
Anyway, Jenna was explaining about Jehovah’s witnesses, as she and her Dad follow this belief structure. It was all very interesting with something about angels and the end of the world. All good stuff.
She then went on to say that she felt that she had been ‘sent’ to help me. Before you go leaping at conclusions she wasn’t claiming to be one of these angels or anything, which is good as that would be terribly arrogant. Needless to say I was pretty skeptical at the time, although I didn’t say anything to that effect.
Truth is I think she has helped me a great deal, probably without trying or realising it. She managed this with a single sentance that was a passing comment in another discussion. Seeing as I found it so inspiring, I’ll share it with the world on the off chance that someone else will find it equally helpful.
It will be slightly para-phrased seeing as I can’t remember the exact wording:

In order to feel completely alive you need to be willing to step out of your comfort zone.

Obviously you can take this in whatever way you want, personally I feel that it wasn’t intended to be refering to physical comfort but more to mental comfort.
Don’t find the idea of talking to your boss about a raise comfortable? Thats ok, you need to go out of your comfort zone once in a while.
Can’t think of a good way of approching that beautiful lady?? Leave the comfort of avoidance and give it a go.

Does this leave you open to the possibility of difficult or awkward situations? Yes, yes it does.
Does it make you feel alive? Damn right it does!

Well today, this morning, before breakdancing, I went to get my hair cut.

I was hoping that I had found a cheap and good hair dresser…
The ‘stylist’ asked me how I found the place, I said I was just walking past and popped in. She was surprised. I asked why.
Apparently most people that go there have had recommendations or seen/heard (wasn’t sure if it was radio or TV) their advert. Their advert with a voice over by Joanna Lumley.
It was when the words ‘Joanna Lumley voice over’ and ‘advert’ appeared in a sentance about a hair dresser. The hair dresser that I was currently sitting in, flicking through a classic car magazine. It was around about this time that I started to get that sinking feeling, in my wallet.
….
Things were about to get worse.
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Never a truer work spoken (or written) in my opinion. Personally I love giving, because when I get it right, the look of gratitude and appreciation gives me a nice warm feeling.
Of course you could argue that this is a selfish reason to give people gifts, and I wouldn’t disagree with that argument. However the main thing is that the person on the receiving end doesn’t see it like that. ‘Wow what a fantastic present, it’s exactly what I wanted, you selfish bastard’ is not something you’ll hear very often, if ever.

The reason I’m sharing this is because yesterday it was Lucys birthday (my housemate) and I managed to get her a good gift that she wanted. Strangely in most cases I actually prefer giving to receiving, simply because I’m not very good at showing how much I appreciate things that people get for me. Or at least not at the time of giving.

Not that I’m saying stop getting me gifts or anything, I do really appreciate them!

…may have dropped myself in it there…

Here is a story of an event that pretty much defines the standard woman:
Around a friends house (who may or may not wish to remain nameless) we’re watching a DVD. Being a bloke I realize that there is something wrong with the picture, the following ensues:

Me: Lets have the remote I think the aspect ratio is wrong.
Remote gets handed, TV gets switched from normal to wide (or some such) picture no londer looks stretched
Her: Oh no I like it like that, it makes all the skinny actresses look fat.
Me:

So there you have it.

Next week, chocolate and its amazing power!

For the last few days I’ve been using conditioner. Now before you jump to conclusions I must point out that I bought it by accident; you see (this is a tip for the guys really) if you find a bottle of hair type product in the supermarket which is standing on its head, it is not a brilliant idea to get the last dregs of shampoo and save that little bit of money.
Oh no. Apparently, as I was later informed by my housemate, up-ended bottles of hair care product are always conditioner.

And no it hasn’t made my hair silky smooth and luminous or any of the other adjectives that are associated with product comercials. So don’t be fooled!