Next up: Negotiation or Rejection

Getting up at 6.30 in the morning was a chore, to say the least. I went to bed with a headache and the ibuprofen I took had little effect. I got little sleep and worried that my iPhone wouldn't wake me up. I had a mild migraine when I got up.

Coffee and and berocca assuaged the mental numbness until the interview finished but I found it harder and harder to concentrate. In fact, I was unable to answer one of the questions (it was about me rejecting my own ideas so it wasn't as if I missed an opportunity to present something positive about myself). I think I got away it but as I sat there trying to think of an example I also thought, "I could sit here all day and nothing will pop into my insomnolenced and dehydrated brain". Those weren't the exact words but you get the picture.

The interview was followed by a maths test which I didn't feel in any fit state to do. I'd seemingly got by on reserve energy until that point but staring at the example questions I could not think at all. I might as well have been reading Ulysses in the Cyrillic alphabet. I got all three example questions wrong.

This seemed to warm up by brain a little and I think I answered the real questions accurately. Unfortunately I didn't have time to answer all questions. Had I been more alert I think I would have progressed further. Also sitting the test was another candidate for the job. He was about ten years younger than I, overweight and with goofy teeth. He might just have been nervous but he wasn't exactly shining with charisma and confidence - although he looked to have answered more questions than me on the test. I'm hoping that personality and experience will go much further in whom to offer the job. I think I performed confidently, amusingly and professionally in the interview.

I came straight home afterwards and have been in a daze ever since. I've surfed the Internet (I could copy and paste those four words in for every day's entry) and watched TV. I tried to sleep in the afternoon without success. My friend's coming round for breakfast/coffee tomorrow morning so I won't stay up late.

On Friday afternoon I'd received an application form to complete for today. I forgot all about it until asked today. I was washed out all weekend and still feel it. I filled in most of the form tonight. I need to buy some tippex.