'Tis the season to be jolly...

..... Yes, it's the holiday season! No, not that holiday, my summer holiday, and I'm very jolly about it indeed! Tomorrow, I'm off to the Lake District with Karen for a few days, and then off to Corfu with the boys for a week. It's going to be a relaxing, albeit busy, and thoroughly well-earned break.

Now, onto the issues raised in my previous post. Firstly, the interview. It went really well, I thought I presented myself well and came across as a strong, confident young man, an ideal candidate. Unfortunately, they didn't agree, and within two days I received a letter saying "Thanks but no thanks." On with the hunt!

As for the car, well it finally got fixed and passed it's MOT, just in time for me to renew the road tax on the day it expired. I was messed about somewhat by the garage, as always seems to be the case with these sorts of things. I was told that the relevant parts would arrive Monday or Tuesday of last week (28th/29th June), and that the car would be fixed immediately. I called the garage late Tuesday afternoon, as I had not heard from them, and I was assured that the parts would arrive Wednesday morning, after which I could pick the car up Wednesday evening. Sure enough, I received a phone call Wednesday morning telling me the parts had arrived and would I like to book an appointment. Confused, I informed them that the car was already with them, and that I had been assured it would be seen to that day. Their reply? "Well, Mr. Farrar, we can fit you in next Tuesday (6th July)" I was flabbergasted, and argued. They then suggested they could "squeeze me in" on Thursday, the following day. The cheek! Why didn't they say that in the first place? I grudgingly accepted, and returned to work. Then, at lunch time, I received a final phone call saying the car was ready for collection! Looks like it was some sort of automated computer balls-up or something. "I'm terribly sorry Mr. Farrar, we can't fix your car on Wednesday, as we are working on a car for a Mr. Farrar..... Wait a minute..."



Someday I'll get to Amarillo....