Wading

Weighted down with the tail-end of a nasty cold (tail-ends, I find, are the worst) I trawled through the job sites.

I managed to apply for one job. In the afternoon I phoned them up and they told me the rate. Well below my getting-out-of-bed rate.

I also phoned the agency in Amsterdam who'd arranged the telephone interview with company in Munich. I had emailed them yesterday and there wasn't anything else to add but I felt I should relay my enthusiasm for the job. Which is totally sincere. In fact, I'll be really hacked off (that's hacked with a capital P) if I don't get the next interview or the job with them.

It's going to be a quiet week on the job hunting front. But I'm too knackered to care. And tomorrow I'll probably be going to London on some private business then seeing a friend who's over from Spain. So, I won't be applying, or even looking, for jobs tomorrow.