Job

So I went off to town (literally - roamed around Raffles Place and City Hall for days) to attend a few interviews, certificates tucked under one arm and umbrella under the other (rained like mad). I thought it would be a long shot, since I generally consider myself unemployable. Imagine my surprise when all the jobs I interviewed for were offered to me.

This is no idle boast, people. Granted, in my naivete, I went for a couple of interviews with insurance agencies and it was a while before I smelt the rats there. But I got legitimate job offers, too - one as a PR person for a small vitamin-selling place (which paid 1.6k only so that was off the cards), one really swanking job as a writer and web-presence-maintenance person for another small health-and-fitness co., and one "business development manager" (swanky name for runner of roadshows) for a firm that organises conferences. (FYI, I didn't apply for any techie jobs for obvious reasons.)

So here I am, looking at the prospect of a very decent salary and financial security for the coming months. Yay.

How I'm going to manage Australs prep with this job on one hand baffles me.