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February 27, 2004

Pancakes

As promised, some pictures from Tuesday night's event, accompanied by very little in the way of commentary. Above, we see Adam and myself; below, Adam and Antonio, Antonio and me.

Antonio and Adam were both Marching Boys in their time, and choreographer Kym was also present:

The only guests never to have done that dancing thing were Devan (front) and Wence (back):

And here's a wide shot, just to get everything into order in your minds:

On a completely unrelated note, I'm quietly seething about a knock-back email I got from one of those ignorant parasites charming professionals on whom my employment prospects most likely depend.

Now, this fellow had a perfectly good reason for declining my tentative application, which I am happy to accept in good grace. He could have left it at that, and we'd all be happy. Instead, being the customer-focused smoothie his profession demands, he chose to tack on a gratuitous, snotty swipe at my educational record in a manner that bore the unmistakeable whiff of "why are you bothering me, you little oik?"

Well.

It is true that my academic background is somewhat, um, wayward. On the other hand, at least I can -- on a good day and with a following wind -- construct a grammatical sentence from time to time, unlike this sneering cretin and most of his benighted ilk.

I suspect I would have slightly more regard for recruitment agents' capacity for intelligently matching job requirements to abilities if they'd ever managed to come up with an even vaguely acceptable candidate in all the years I've been using the clueless fuckers from the other side of the fence, but no. To the best of my recollection I have only once in the past 8 years filled a vacancy via an agency, and that person turned out to be probably the most incompetent, hostile and useless entity I've ever been foolish enough to try to get work out of.

Yet somehow these vultures, who basically do nothing but clog up the whole process of finding employment and charge prospective employers a crippling amount for the privilege, have managed to make themselves an inescapable part of the world I work in, such that the possibility of getting a job without them seems negligible; such that intemperate remarks about them on a public website explicitly mentioned on one's CV can probably guarantee lifelong unemployment.

Oops.
Posted by matt at February 27, 2004 02:19 PM

Comments

You don't make a point of keeping ugly company, do you?

Posted by: Stairs at February 29, 2004 07:25 AM

Oh I *do* wish I could have been with you. The photos are great!

Posted by: Eurodan at March 1, 2004 09:44 PM

Excuses, excuses, Dan ;-)

Thanks for an enjoyable pancake party, Matt.

I *did* manage to get back to Brighton eventually, though the route was somewhat circuitous (Gray's Inn Road to Hyde Park Corner by bus, walk to Victoria station which turned out to be closed for engineering works, rail replacement bus all the way back to London Bridge which also appeared to be closed, succesful search for "secret" entrance to station to board empty train stopping at every obscure station [including many I didn't know existed] for no-one to get on or off, finishing with a delightful excursion to Lewes where we stopped, not at the station but 100m beyond it, waited for the driver to have a cup of tea and march the length of the train before reversing back along the other side of Lewes station and then, after a few more stops, finally on to Brighton.)

The total journey time was somewhat more than Brighton-Alicante the following evening! But it was worth it :-)

Posted by: Shyboy at March 1, 2004 10:05 PM

That's funny...I don't remember getting an invitation to this gathering. Perhaps it got lost somewhere in the Post. I dunno.

Posted by: Corin at March 2, 2004 11:24 PM

That must be it, Corin. I'm sure I sent it out :)

Same time next year?

Posted by: matt at March 3, 2004 01:55 AM

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