Gread Mambo Chicken...

Woke up early this morning, damnit, after going to bed late last night.

I TOLD you my sleep patterns were buggered. >.<

On the upside I did do some half-decent drawing last night, and faffed around in adobe a little too, fiddling with a photo-manip I decided I wanted to do...
Don't ask me why. There's nothing in this world I hate more then dodgy photo-manipulation, but there you go. RedBull makes you do odd things ^^;

On the dowbside, I feel a little ishy today and I don't know why. I always used to have a cast-iron digestive system. I don't like random ishyness, it disturbs me... >.<
It's not really bad or anything just, I think I'll be avoiding mum if she's eating coleslaw today...

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Had to go on the hunt for my birth certificate this morning. For some random reason Safeways want a copy of it when I go in today...
(It's not an interview BTW, it's "Part one of the selection process", involving an information video and yes, that basic skills test again... how could I ever live my life without those?)
But, for whatever nefarious reasons of their own, they want birth cirtificate, passport and P45/P60/Pay Slip stating your National Insurace number...
It's apparently just to make sure you're eligable to work in this country though they're the first one who've asked... Morrison's wanted proof of your NI number, but that's it...

Well, except for the court service people, who want craploads of stuff. Everything down to your GCSE cirtificates, but in a way I can understand that. It's a civil service job, they're the kind of people who do a background check on you because it's a position of responsibility or some such thing.
But Safeways? O_o
Cause stacking the beans is a great and important job...
It's part-time nights I think... I'll find out more when I go in, but considering Safeway's shuts at 8:30-9:00 ish and it's always been totally empty when I've walked past at like... 2-3 in the morning, then I figure it'll be an every-day-but-not-many-hours kinda' gig.
(Yes, I have walked past Safeways at 2-3 in the morning... ask KAT, I took her for a walk ^__^)
So anyway, we shall go see...

Mum, in her way, is still harping over this court service job but as I pointed out, her "Feeling" about stuff has been wrong before. I'm not gonna' abandon other opportunities on the strength of one of her "feelings" cause that would be just plain stupid.
So, off I go... behold the enthusiasm.
I'll be back in a bit to bitch and whine over how crap it was ^__^

A bad case of transhumanism

Well that wasn't actually so bad...
Video about the assorted opportunities in store and the things they expect from you... then behold ye dumbass skills and aptitude test, then we got to watch another video where we were shown 4 different ways of handling a situation and had to say if we through they were good, very good, poor or very poor...

Ooh, ooh, then we had to prioritise a series of tasks...

That one was kinda' funny actually. We had to do it individually, then as a group compare our responses and come out with a unanimous decision and our reasoning behind the choice.
We all had different answers but, that's the thing with group work... by the end of the exercise I had them all thinking that I was right and they were all terribly mistaken...
Don't ask me how that happened, I'm not genetically built to be a leader ^^; Shadowy figure controling the govornment like a puppet, maybe, but not a leader...

So there you go... There were only 3 of us there. There were meant to be 6-7 but only the 3 of us turned up.
I hope there's more than one poition there cause the other 2 peeps were pretty nice. One late-40's-ish bloke who used to work in a power station, and a chickie about my age... nice people... kinda' quiet, but nice enough.
Oh, and our test moderator for the day was head of HR, Francisca Hore, everyone called her FRRRRrrrrrrrrrran. She vos ever sho sliiiightly Austrrrrrrian und in posseshon off a comedy "Count Duckula" Von Goosewing accent, rrrrrrolling everrry Rrrrrrr und making it very hard not to snigger uncontrrrrrrrrolably...