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Well,  today's the day I interview for my own job. I'm in a suit and everything!

If I do really well, I might even convince them to grade me higher and pay me more. W00t. Or something.

Y'know it's funny - the big boss-man sent round an email today explaining that those of us going to the interviews now are experiencing 'various levels of anxiety'. Well I can tell you that the level of anxiety feels pretty damn constant here. 

Anyhow: Interview start 12 for 12:15. Argle. Wish me luck folks. 

(I *must* get rid of that Trent Reznor earworm before I get in there...)

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Actually, screw that whole 'being terrified' deal - I'm damn good at this job and if they can't see that, then I'll take myself to someone who can.

Wishes of luck still appreciated though. ;)

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So, I was interviewed. And I think it went okay. I was nervous, but didn't fluff anything. Just have to wait and see now.

...We'll be told by the end of July, apparently. No, really. July. My poor fingernails.