The hunt for jobs continues. The fax/modem and phone haven’t been as busy in ages. And of course it’s a very good time to catch up with old friends and colleagues and see how they’re doing, what they’re up to, and most importantly, if they have any jobs!
So last night we had drinkies with a few of the crowd from my old job. I and one or two others had to lay off the alcohol for queasiness and/or other reasons. Maybe it was just me feeling queasy, but I get the feeling the atmosphere of the pub somehow induces tipsy behaviour, even if you’re not drinking. I’d swear that I almost fell off my stool a couple of times, and nearly knocked a straw out of a glass.