There and back again

Hey-hey,

Although everyone is eagerly waiting for news whether Miss Butterfly will or will not fill in a position at the household of those busy businessmen, whose industry is so close to the heart of many of us, I think I will just grab the opportunity and fill you in with the recent happenings of my small little world.
You guys often accused me of being mean – despite I am the kindest person you could ever meet. But talking about meanness, let me just introduce my Amsterdam friend by telling you a short story. I went to Amsterdam last week as I got an interview there at noon last Friday. I arrived at the place 15 minutes early, took a seat near to the reception and spent some time just looking around. The name of the building of the firm’s offices is Atrium, and – not too surprisingly – it is an atrium: there is a square inside the building where all the windows of the offices look. The reception is located in this square as well, so I could see the office of the firm (Optiver) and also spotted my friend pretending to work. He saw me too, waved, stood up and walked away – the naïve part of me thought he might come and greet me. None of that happened, but within 2 minutes he returned with some sheets of paper and started to glue them up to the window and in a minute there were 5 pages, bearing one letter each, so that the five of them read: “NO JOB”. Naturally this did not go unnoticed, and soon 5-8 people gathered behind the window laughing… Thanks to my friend, I got laughed at in an interview even before getting 30meters close to my interviewers! This must be a record, innit? :)
Fortunately my friend was not involved in the interviewing process from that point on, so I did not have to fear of meeting mean people; once I realised this I came to the strange conclusion that eventually it pays off having mean friends… :)
So the rest of the interview was quite OK, although it took more than 4 hours. We covered every minute of my life, I had to answer all the question which are only asked in such occasions (“why did you think at the age of 12 it would be good for you to change school? I fucking didn’t, my parents did.”), and after recalling all the childhood drama and finding the reasons why I did something in 1998 when I did not know what I was doing everybody seemed satisfied. Most of the interviews were quite laid-back though and enjoyable as well. I mean the interviewers were really nice and open and made me feel I had as much right to ask questions as they had, so we had conversations rather than that one-way communication you often find on interviews.
And it seems I could somehow delude them all as in two hours they called me and offered the position, which I gladly accepted. This is a really nice firm that cares more of its employees than I have ever seen elsewhere, so I expect it will be fun joining them. I’m starting only in September, which is good news too, and will have a month long probation period…
So I am really glad about the firm, but at the same time I am sad we are not going to Dublin together… but how about Amsterdam? After the probation period I will rent a flat where you are ever welcome, so if you think that Amsterdam fit into your plans in any way pls just let me know, I’d be quite glad to see you around.
And what’s up with you? Where do you stand with looking for jobs/finding the meaning of life/showing your tattoo to your family?