About a fortnight ago, I went for an interview with a company that I really want to work for. I can’t say a great deal about them so far, because it’s all under heavy levels of NDA (Non-Disclosure Agreement) and so on for the moment. In the meantime, I’ve stayed in touch with the agency through which I got the interview, and so far things have stayed sounding pretty positive, although the company had a couple of queries that needed answering.
In a fit of pro-active oomph – coupled with a mild desire to move the fuck on from where I’m currently at – I’ve just sent an email to the CEO (hey, he gave me his card and email address, and said to “get in touch anytime”) answering their queries, and reiterating that I really do want this particular job.
Only now I’m sitting thinking “was that the right thing to do? Or will it fuck up my chances completely?”. Gah, I hate paranoia and self-doubt.
Fingers crossed that it was the right thing to do…
“Tobacco is the second major cause of death in the world. It is currently responsible for the death of one in ten adults worldwide (about 5 million deaths each year). If current smoking patterns continue, it will cause some 10 million deaths each year by 2020. Half the people that smoke today  that is about 650 million people  will eventually be killed by tobacco.”
Back to work today. On Thursday I did a lot of work on redesigning a site according to the client company’s provided template, which – for the first time in five months – was a workday I enjoyed.
Today, Twunty Manager™ gave me his thoughts. *sigh*
TM™: No, I don’t care about what they gave us as a template. The site must look exactly as it was. The only difference is to be in the colours.
Lyle : But they’ve given us a template that reflects their complete corporate site layout and colour-scheme
TM™: But that’s not what they want. Our piece of the site has different functionality, and must stay laid out like it was. Exactly.
Lyle : So we’re ignoring what the client wants, because we know better?
TM™: No, we’re doing what they want, but we’re not changing our application to suit it.
The conversation went on for a lot longer, but that’s the basic gist of it. The man’s a fuckwit cunt, and I wonder now how long it’s going to be before I tell him that…
Amazingly, D4D™ now contains no less than 893,243 words.
I was asked by the owner of Arena Flowers for a link to them. So here it is, a link to Arena Flowers. Who are, apparently, lovely and professional.
