Marvellous...just marvellous.
No.1 son couldn't sort out vista on his laptop so he threw it on the bed. It bounced and crashed to the floor. Exit one laptop. After a brief exchange of Anglo-Saxon from father to son he is now very subdued. He is now very much aware that the next laptop will be funded by his own endeavours so he is even more desperate for a job. Sadly, I know it was not his intention to damage the laptop but he is now paying the consequence for not doing the obvious. Walk up to computer repair shop where I bought the hard-drive and have a quiet chat with the bloke. Butter him up and play on his knowledge, skills and the guarantee. He might be taller and bigger than me but he is still sixteen and sometimes lessons need to be learned the hard way. Mind you, he was first to say he will buy his next laptop.
The job interview went reasonably well but I won't know until Monday. I believe the manager is negotiating so that all three of us can work on a part time basis. However, a manager of another team is playing at silly buggers and uaing her power to be obstructive and refusing to release one of the guys who applied and with whom I worked for several months at this job. Fingers crossed she'll see sense and agree to release him part time. The alternative is that with his skills, knowledge and experience he will leave anyway for a neighbouring Trust and she will have him in the team for 0% of the time. However, as I have long known people are promoted within the NHS according to dress sense, hair style, bullshit and friendship as opposed to experience, knowledge and ability. I can immediately think of several managers whom I wouldn't allow to look after a potted fern. Rather like politicians: all image and little if any substance.
TTFN.