I shall be interviewing Traction Man in person and providing food today.
Details to follow.
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Showing posts with label interview. Show all posts
Showing posts with label interview. Show all posts
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Monday, January 26, 2009
Back in the NHSSR
It was my fortune to be at a job interview today for an NHS job a substantive post and it made me remember why I am not enamoured of substantive posts.
I was told in my letter to report to XXXX when I got to the place of interview (I am anonymizing this as I don't want the werewolves to know where I have been until I deign to tell them as they seem insistent upon blog monitoring.)
I met XXXX a most corpulent example of a person. I had to bring all my documents, and I had neglected to bring a couple, for the trust involved to photocopy.
I sat in the office waiting for my interview, the bright light reminding me that this was what I had left behind.
I got asked standard questions, but I think I was one of only two candidates for the post who were short-listed, there may have been another one but he/she wasn't waiting around when I left so I am puzzled.
I mean don't get me wrong but the only reason I have to apply for NHS substantive jobs is because the Werewolves have decided that this is my punishment. Frankly I would have been better off suspended at this rate with the quality and availability of substantive jobs being so low, even though I would get a decent rate of pay. Its the lack of ability to get out fast if there's heat or trouble that really irks me
I mean there is a nice outpatient type job available but its consultant is a psychopath incarnate so I'm not going to apply for that job. I have enough problems without taking on another sociopathic control freak of a consultant. Its possibly why that post is vacant and a few others in that trust.
I have already decided that the post I interviewed for today is my second choice I have another interview for another post at XXXX to go to and no I'm not going to put when it is. The werewolves will have to figure that one out for themselves.
I came back and read the blogs, It seems there's a lot of EU crap law hitting fans out there aswell as more skullduggery from unelected members of the cabinet who feel that certain people were entrapped. How would she know? One smells a rat.
I was told in my letter to report to XXXX when I got to the place of interview (I am anonymizing this as I don't want the werewolves to know where I have been until I deign to tell them as they seem insistent upon blog monitoring.)
I met XXXX a most corpulent example of a person. I had to bring all my documents, and I had neglected to bring a couple, for the trust involved to photocopy.
I sat in the office waiting for my interview, the bright light reminding me that this was what I had left behind.
I got asked standard questions, but I think I was one of only two candidates for the post who were short-listed, there may have been another one but he/she wasn't waiting around when I left so I am puzzled.
I mean don't get me wrong but the only reason I have to apply for NHS substantive jobs is because the Werewolves have decided that this is my punishment. Frankly I would have been better off suspended at this rate with the quality and availability of substantive jobs being so low, even though I would get a decent rate of pay. Its the lack of ability to get out fast if there's heat or trouble that really irks me
I mean there is a nice outpatient type job available but its consultant is a psychopath incarnate so I'm not going to apply for that job. I have enough problems without taking on another sociopathic control freak of a consultant. Its possibly why that post is vacant and a few others in that trust.
I have already decided that the post I interviewed for today is my second choice I have another interview for another post at XXXX to go to and no I'm not going to put when it is. The werewolves will have to figure that one out for themselves.
I came back and read the blogs, It seems there's a lot of EU crap law hitting fans out there aswell as more skullduggery from unelected members of the cabinet who feel that certain people were entrapped. How would she know? One smells a rat.
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
For the love of God almighty
Its time to go back in time to a certain innocent age, the year is 2005 and the date is May 13th, It is a warm sunny day, and there is not much traffic on the roads,
I have travelled down from Macclesfield where I am working in Dane Ward a low secure unit/ ward attached to the main hospital.
I attend the interview for the North and South Islington crisis team staff grade posts having already ascertained that I am up against 3 others.
I march in to the Highgate unit at around 2 pm and the interview starts without the team manager of the Crisis team in North Islington Ian Griffiths.
The interview has been going for about ten minutes when Ian comes in , in a bright green hawaiian loud shirt and sandals.
Instantly I think mmm why has he attended an interview in these clothes Unfortunately the sun and the fact that I am praying for this job to come in as it is three miles from where I bought a flat in North London in 2001 blinds me to the realisation gained later that this was a bad omen.
The interview proceeds, the man who eventually refer me to the GMC is on the panel a certain Koye Odutoye. As a final gesture they ask me if I have any questions and I ask Ian Is it a happy team, He laughs nervously, If I had had my head screwed on and with the knowledge I have now, I would have now told the interview panel that it should have been a cold day in hell if I was ever going to accept the job.
Unfortunately I was in too much of a good mood, and overlooked it thinking nah hes just joking, oh how wrong I was.
They then asked do you have a preference for North or South I said no preference but the North is nearer I wish I had said the south even though it would have been in Old street and under the congestion charge.
Needless to say I got the job and I stupidly said I would start on June 1st 2005.
I have travelled down from Macclesfield where I am working in Dane Ward a low secure unit/ ward attached to the main hospital.
I attend the interview for the North and South Islington crisis team staff grade posts having already ascertained that I am up against 3 others.
I march in to the Highgate unit at around 2 pm and the interview starts without the team manager of the Crisis team in North Islington Ian Griffiths.
The interview has been going for about ten minutes when Ian comes in , in a bright green hawaiian loud shirt and sandals.
Instantly I think mmm why has he attended an interview in these clothes Unfortunately the sun and the fact that I am praying for this job to come in as it is three miles from where I bought a flat in North London in 2001 blinds me to the realisation gained later that this was a bad omen.
The interview proceeds, the man who eventually refer me to the GMC is on the panel a certain Koye Odutoye. As a final gesture they ask me if I have any questions and I ask Ian Is it a happy team, He laughs nervously, If I had had my head screwed on and with the knowledge I have now, I would have now told the interview panel that it should have been a cold day in hell if I was ever going to accept the job.
Unfortunately I was in too much of a good mood, and overlooked it thinking nah hes just joking, oh how wrong I was.
They then asked do you have a preference for North or South I said no preference but the North is nearer I wish I had said the south even though it would have been in Old street and under the congestion charge.
Needless to say I got the job and I stupidly said I would start on June 1st 2005.
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