Hello ........ Hello??
First steps in the working world.
Trabochetti, pitfalls, traps and transcendental in short, an endless grind. After the operation
house-clean (a bit like hand-cleaned, but at home), where it turned out that our garden path was not green but it was only covered by a thin (not even too much) layer of moss (In fact, now is yellow egg, almost better than before), we moved the intended action "Work in the UK", which for now is still "work in progress".
I would have preferred something more to "Anarchy in the UK", such as unleashed dogs around the house (to be occupied Squatters style) and people sleeping on the floor, beer bottles everywhere, including the bathtub.
joke of course (but then will not it?), Home okay, and I do not like to use the bath mat as a poor man who may not even remember the reason for which is lying in my bathroom, hug the cup at 11 am.
Returning to the theme (I have really strayed too) the goal now looms like a cloud leaden work (listen to words that you throw out! So fucking loud!) over our heads (and I mean heads pockets). Two thousand curricula (paragraphs that have nothing to do with your butt) sent within 48 hours, with the result of five brokers with their calls were interrupted
- 2 cigarette breaks
- 2 afternoon naps
- 1 attempt a berm coffee (made with mocha finalemte)
At this point, one thing I have understood de sti Broker: either try to make you stop smoking, or trying not to get to sleep or to "eliminate hypertension from too much coffee.
The three cases can still be summarized in a nutshell:
"With the excuse to get yourself a favor, to" break the bad balls. "
But the most tragic thing is not the break lost, but the phone call that comes immediately after the answer, that with a good series, it ends like this:
Me: Hello!
Broker: ................. (Nnamo well)
Me: hello?
Broker: Hi! Are you Daniel A
?
Me: Yes, DANIELE
Broker: A
Hi Daniel, how are you?
Me: Fine thanks! (Not true! I hate you! Why do not you call me Daniel
And, it takes ?!?!?!
)
Broker: Good, I'm calling for the CV That You Have uploafren dfsdcv, fcwdfv wvcjo. RIGHT?
Me: Mmm .... ..... yes ...? (Macheccazzhadetto?)
Broker: Fine! So i want to ask you sometadlkvs fse tor. Rsssvlivsli. OK? I
: mhhh ... yes? But, can you please speak a little slowly?
Broker: (tone disappointed / surprised ).... all right, I know the first question is: How dfwefihjo, dare wfvoih
in London? Me: (oh my God, the demand for reserves? Statistical throw myself!) .... I'm Arrived 2 weeks in August
Broker: Good. So what atreti fortji, C, Finwë?
Me: (I start in a cold sweat) ... .... mhhh
CAD Tecnichian? Broker: All right, and how gigivon dvli, sohkjlv,
SALARY? Me: (deaf! I understand! Deaf!) Something Between 15-20 hundred pounds per year.
Broker: ...... Are you sure? Probably you mean THOUSAND per year?
Me: (azz begins to suspect that it is ignorant, come round!) Yes, of course, thousand.
Broker: Ok and when to ynln are rilwvwwi iwp, sfgij?
Me: (not ... now I'll never attack! No, I'll jump!) I can start immediately.
Broker: Daniel Good, i will contact you soon.
Me: Yes .. but ... it's .... are ... do ... possible to ...... Receive the .... call .... letter .... information .... e-mail?
Broker: mh .... yes for sure.
Me: Oh great! Thank you!
Broker: That's ok, i will calgwfji VDOP, dfvljnil el igvihf sli. Cheers.
Me: Bye!
At this point the first reflection with a cool head is the realization that my blood pressure exceeds granlunga the tire of a caterpillar, accompanied by sweating a lot out of the ordinary. I mean like a snail which has been made to give mouth to mouth by Umberto Pellizzari (former world champion in all disciplines with divers lung capacity of 7.9 liters). All
followed by fainting.
Now imagine that this is the scene that interrupts your nap / break cigarette / coffee.
Stressful is not it?
In any case I give the credit of the enormous volume of calls, the photo attached on my resume that can be found at:
http://picasaweb.google.com/PersianiMarco/LondraAgg140608/photo # 5211754329977403202
That anxiety ....
Daniel