Rip! Tear! Kill!!11!
I did mention before that I'm starting on probation next month at a place where I'd simply love to work, right?
I'd rather have started earlier, but when I called, convinced that the prof was going to say they'd have no use for me, and he told me "Come here, Tuesday after the pentecost weekend". I was much to happy to care. Gift horses and all that.
So, when I arrived home yesterday to a letter telling me that I didn't start on the date we'd agreed on and this letter was to send my CV&co. back, I was more than just a bit upset.
I have done nothing the last three weeks but prepare for this job, I don't want to do anything else. And no one picked up the phone yesterday afternoon.
After sending of a panicked email and spending a not very pleasant night, thinking on what I'm going to do now, I called again this morning.
"Oh, I did say that? I didn't write the date down and since a few others started at the beginning of May, I thought you'd lost interest. Sure come in next month."
I love stress, but not this kind of stress.

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Glad you could clear things up. And keeping my fingers crossed that probation will pass by without further incidents.
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