Its a challenging sort of thing but I decided to just go and speak to my teamleader, Christian. I asked him about the position and if he could see me working there. He said yes and asked if I wanted to work part time. No, I said, not really. Now he is going to speak to the people responsible and see if they would make it a full time position.
In case all goes wrong and I can't go to Scotland I now am quite sure at least that Im not going to be let go (firstly, and quite importantly, innit!?) and then that there might be a situation changing , more challenging, more responsible role waiting for me. So its sort of a win-win situation, just that I am not sure if either situation is VERY immensly desirable...
Maybe immensly desirable situations are a thing of the past anyway, a myth from puberty, a fainted silly-girls-storytale... is it?
I wanna go, have a good job, a good life, be beautiful, wonderful and clever. I wanna be great, and funny, liked and happy with my life. Not too much to ask I assume.
There is roughly about a zillion variations of happiness... and somehow I am quite convinced I should be able to archive some of them with the right attitude, hard work and one or two temper tantrums!
2 scottish clients on the phone today. i don't even find the scottish accent too terribly sexy but I canNOT stop flirting with them...... naughty kitty! you know i can pretend like it's you, don't you?
