The London Job...

So finally, after weeks of waiting I found out about the London job yesterday. I've been so nervous the last few weeks knowing that if I got the job I'd be moving down to London in the new year and have the opportunity to dress and go out that I want so bad. Well, to cut a long story short, I didn't get it :(.

I won't say I wasn't gutted as I was, feeling a little depressed right now especially as my temporary contract expires next week so over Christmas I'll be an unemployed 25 y/o with no job living in the smallest room of my parents house. What a prospect I am!

But oh well, at least the job wasn't my dream job, maybe the fact that I told them I saw it as a starting position that I'd only do for a year or two made them less likely to employ me? I know in the end it was between me and one other person and I'm just wondering why they went for him and not me? Did he have more experience? Was he a nicer person? Was it just the fact that they couldn't choose between us and they saw him a week after me and so had forgotten me? I dunno. My mum wants me to phone to find out but to be honest that doesn't sound very appealing to me. I just want to move on.

A Little Extra Pocket Money

I had a second interview for the London job yesterday, its down to me and one other person now which is very nerve wracking. I went down to London to meet the team and have a look about and the other person will go down next week which means that I have to wait until then until I know. So fingers and toes crossed.

I'm really excited about the prospect of moving down even though this is only a low paid entry level job, but the prospect of living, working, and partying in London is too good to pass up even if I have to consider getting a second job to bring in a little extra pocket money.

This might not be too bad actually as I've always liked the idea of working in a bar, especially a tgurl bar. It would be fun to have somewhere to go and meet people on a regular basis and actually get paid to dress up and be convincing. It's something I'll defiantly look into if I hear back positively in the next week. I'm sure I've spoken to people in the past from tgurl bars who were looking for bar girls. If anyone knows of any vacancies let me know.

London Calling

I got a phone call from the job I went for! Ok, so it turns out the want me to go back to London next Tuesday for a second interview, but it means that they like me enough to consider me for the job. It turns out its between me and another person who has the interview the day before. The last slot is always the best place to be so I think I've got a very good chance of getting it.

I'm so excited at the prospect of moving down to London, getting my own space and a chance to meet new people, and of course the oppertunity to dress and go out as I please. I still have a long way to go, and theres no guarentee that I'll even get this job. But the light of London are on the horizon.

Job Interview

Tomorrow is going to be a big day. I've been hoping to find a job down in London for the past three months and tomorrow I have my first interview! I'm not expecting to get the job necessarily, it is my first interview after all, but I'm hoping I might all the same!

Since getting back to the country in July I've been staying at my parents. As much as I love them I've still to get around to tell them that I'm tg (and still unsure if they *really* need to know) and so the chances to dress and express my femme side are few and far between. The prospect of getting a job in London far away from home is therefore doubly exciting.

I wouldn't move to London just to get a chance to dress of course, but the chance to start a career, live in a city like London *and* the opportunity to dress is too good to pass up. So wish me luck, if not in this job in the next, and who know in a few months maybe we'll be bigging it up together in London town.

On another not I hope you like this picture I chose to represent my interview. Its actually pretty close to what I'm going to wear tomorrow, a cute white shit, black top and with a nice professional looking leather folder. Sadly I won't look as pretty as the girl in the picture, but give me a little more time ;)