…are a bunch of (insert expletive of your choice here depending upon your sensibilities - I’m going with ‘people who, perhaps upon reflection, are not entirely competent’).
That is all.
…are a bunch of (insert expletive of your choice here depending upon your sensibilities - I’m going with ‘people who, perhaps upon reflection, are not entirely competent’).
That is all.
A guy from HR shooed me away from taking photographs from the window at the top of the stairwell on the grounds that I was copying highly confidential information. I pointed out it was an uninspiring stairwell and there was a lock on the nearest door through which I could see a corner of grey corridor, thus hopefully limiting my access to said information. HR bloke tried arguing that the building was not open to the public and that security would “arrest” any member of the public found on college property. I mentioned being based a few floors down. He walked off threatening to call security, then spilt his coffee over the forms he was carrying as his keycard repeatedly failed to work. It may possibly be apt that UCL’s motto begins with “Cuncti”.
Oh, and those who do manage to get employed by the top-floor muppets loathe them too.
So you didn’t get the job then?
kinglear: Didn’t get the job is one thing. To not get the job after being invited to interview in London three times, travelling down to London and then having the interview cancelled at the last minute every single time is something else. Oh, and of course, because the interviews didn’t take place, I should forget about travel cost refunds. We’ll see about that bit at least….. And apparently Heidelberg has much lower living costs, but no ‘Dirty Dancing: The Musical’. Ah, decisions, decisions…..
Anyhoo: I had an interview at KCL. Practically top floor, Guy’s Tower. Cityscape photo world, I thought. They don’t clean (or allow the possibility of opening) the windows though….. So I told them to sod off…..