Bad Blogger!!

I'm a bad little blogger, aren't I?

Nothing for months, you'd think I was busy or something. Well, I'm not. And anyone who reads my blog will most probably be sick of my continual jobless whining. So readers, I do not have a lot to do.

Managed to secure another few interviews. 3 with the same place and still waiting on a yes or no. Very, very excited about this one, they've been very positive and I did my best. Time will tell.

Other news? I'm still working the lumo every day, sneaking it into the outfit one way or another, even if it's just a snazzy hairband I bought that I wear as a necklace or bracelet. Penneys is still been kept in profit by yours truly, it really just keeps getting cooler and cooler. And I went a mad eBay show buzz, recession or not. A girl's gotta have killer heels...

And Michael Jackson. Well I have to mention it, it has taken the summer news lull period by storm and it really is a baffling level of blankey (excuse the pun) covering. Sad indeed but there's so much smoke, if there's no fire, there's one hell of a smoke machine. The truth will probably never be known, and that kills my curiosity cat.

Isn't blogging hard?

Well, what a gap since the last outpouring.

It proves that blogging is tough. The self-doubt or the writer's block sets in and that's that! We'll lack of belief and ideas aside, here goes!

The Numbers game:
Recession Fairy is officially unemployed for 2 months.
Recession Fairy has now applied for 42 jobs.
Recession Fairy has had 4 interviews.
Recession Fairy had 1 2nd interview.
Recession Fairy had a 1 in 3 chance of a job.
Recession Fairy has 0 jobs.

I was never that super at maths but you don't need a degree in fantasanomics to see that's a bit rubbish!

Brighter news. Was out in a terrible local night club - I know, I should be in counting the pennies - and got a compliment, I think.
Was dressed up in an 80's stylee mish-mash of Penney's (tights x 2, leg-warmers, bra) and Bay (top) and Stradivarius (shoes). Don't worry, I was still 50% neon pink.

A lady came over and asked me what I did for living. (Oh the irony.)
She said I looked like an interior designer or something, really cool and individual. Hooray!!

Hooray for neons and recession-in-your-face fluorescent clothing. Bright on the outside is a start...

Yours,
RF

On the road again...

Well Fairy followers.

My first bit of action in over a month. I had two interviews so far this week. One was a 1st round for a permanent job, one an interview for a temporary position. Obviously I'd love something permanent - if that still means anything these days!! - but I'll take what I get. If I get.

I can't believe how much my confidence has been knocked. I used to stride into interviews like I was born to do them. Like the people were privileged just meeting me. Not any more.

Now I feel like I'm shuffling in, cap in hand, begging for the crumbs from their table. They all gently remind you that there's tons of candidates out there - plenty of juicy fish in the sea all willingly jumping into the nets.

Yesterday was particularly rough, even the heavens having a giggle at my expense, soaking me from head to toe in freezing rain. I got temporarily lost and had to run around the block dodging puddles and working up a nice shiny pink face for my troubles.

The radio goes on now every morning, just so I can be further depressed with 200 redundancies there, pay cuts here, mini-budgets. The only time 'mini' has absolutely no cute effect whatsoever.

And I've realised I don't even need to turn on the radio to hear these bad tidings. Almost everyone I know has been affected, either one or more people in the household. It's really sad, and we're all being very supportive of one another but we can only do so much, be so comforting when our own wallets are being emptied.

So I'm waiting for my phone to ring with good news for a change. I have fingers, toes and wings crossed at this stage. Cross them with me people, for me and possibly for you too.