the MoJ

Being Chinese is definitely in.

We scrimp, we save, we bargain, we look for "value for money" (which really means something is hideously expensive, but we still are going to buy it anyway). So in a place as expensive as London, living on savings worth less than a penny for your thoughts (i.e. Australian dollars), looking for a decent job has been a big priority.

For the past couple of weeks I've been a little bit worried that I would never find a job. In typing out countless cover letters I have now memorised key phrases from my CV - only to find myself repeating them in my sleep. My flatmate, whose room is a few metres away from the bit of floor that I have holed out for myself in the lounge room, must think I am going insane.

But i digress.

Got called in by a recruitment agency for a public sector job and submitted my cover letter and references and everything. Two days later (i.e. today) I went to the interview at 3.30, and was offered the job at 4.30 and accepted at 5pm. Only to get another call at 5.01pm for an interview at a different government department.

So I'm relieved and happy to finally be gainfully employed. In looking for flats I always get looked at suspiciously when I tell the real estate agents that I am looking for work. But now I will be working as a Project Officer with the Ministry of Justice - affectionately known as "the MoJ". They wanted me to start tomorrow, but I'll start on Monday (today being Thursday) as I wanted to take a couple of days off without having to write cover letters and search for jobs while sitting in a public library.

Time for an ASDA pre-cooked meal. And a bottle of wine (celebration ABC (Aust born Chinese) style - spend more money on the alcohol rather than the cheap pre-packaged meal).