This week has been long. At times, really fucking long. Towards the end of it – at around 9pm on Friday evening, when I knew that I still had a couple of hours left – my mind stood up, grabbed its coat, and waltzed out of the building. The work doubled in intensity this week, […]Read more "Monocle, Week 2: Kiev and Large Elephants"
I’m a hard cookie. An oatmeal digestive, perhaps. Maybe even a slightly stale bourbon biscuit. But my gooey centre was revealed with the revelation that my working shift for this week was slightly outside of my usual sleeping pattern. Since Tuesday, I’ve been starting work at 04:30, having ‘lunch’ from 09:00 – 10:00, and finishing […]Read more "Monocle, Week 1: Getting to grips with ‘unsociable working hours’"
As of Monday, 10 Feb, I will be employed in a professional capacity! Well, by ‘employed’, I mean as an intern, and by ‘professional’ I mean ‘will receive a small daily stipend to buy a coffee and my train into work every day’. But whatever – it’s definitely a start. And not just any start. […]Read more "Anticipating Monocle"
Having croissants at 7am. Commuting. Hitting the sauce. It’s been a tough few weeks for this (not so) recent grad with the (outdoorsy) bachelor pad – attending interviews and spinning the ol’ CV to fit the assessment criteria for various entry level positions. I’ve had interviews that required a metal detector and a security clearance […]Read more "d) Close the garage and wait for backup"