h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

When I wrote yesterday I was going to tell you today about the job interview I had but the sort of screwed that up for me today by sending me an e-mail telling me that I didn't get the job.
There wasn't much to tell anyway, to be honest. It was sold to me as a 'recruitment event' but it wasn't really beyond the scope of a normal interview. I was met in the foyer by a girl called Grace. She was very pretty, that was a bit distracting. Not hugely, but just enough that all the time she was reading the quite boring explanation of the test to me -you know the sort of stuff you scroll through and just click 'I have read and understood the terms and conditions'- I was suppressing a slight urge to ask her if she had a boyfriend.I know that's a bit wrong, I am happily married and have been for ten years, but I'm only human.
Anyway, I didn't get that job so screw them (especially Grace) instead I will tell you about what I will be feverishly completing tomorrow.
As I mentioned, on Saturday I am at a comedy conference organised by the British Comedy guide which basically amounts to a series of lectures, talks and presentations by some top writers, producers and performers to help the aspirants such as myself learn how it's. The line up is really exciting and I was already really looking forward to it when I got an e-mail telling me that the schedule included a limited number of places for 1-1 sitcom tuition sessions. I applied. I got a session. Awesome! Except that all those ideas I've had on the back burner for rewriting and polishing my draft sitcom now have to be written by tomorrow. And printed. I am also still trying to sort out my mother's 60th birthday present.
Must dash.

Deb

Sorry about the job

But looking forward to hearing about the conference!

Enjoy the conference. For one day you are a writer. OK an unemployed writer but then aren't 90% of them?

[Amy P]