Gawd Love Him!
LELI sent me a link to a job he is thinking of applying to. It is internal, but not local, it would involve a move oop norf. To a town he doesn’t really like. To a job he is not really keen to do.
I made semi-encouraging noises, suggesting he should wait until he sees a job he wants, where he wants to live. His answer was he is moving in 6 months time anyway, and he might as well get as much as he can from the company in the meantime. I couldn’t really argue with that.
He is making it so hard for me though. He sent me the application form he has completed, and asked me if I would look over his CV tomorrow, before he sends it off. I agreed to check over his CV, but when he sent the form it was all I could do to not laugh out loud. Although, to be fair, he did admit that when he came to filling it in, he realised how little he wanted the job!
Where, when I applied for a job I had filled two pages of stuff in the four little boxes they ask you to complete (why do you want the job? what have you achieved? all that gubbins), he had put one line in each.
It would have been oh so easy to say, “That’s fine,” knowing he would never even get an interview with that.
I didn’t. I sent him a copy of the application I did for the job I am in now, to give him an idea of what he should say.
I think I deserve a bloody medal!