Job news. The saga continues.

Nothing concrete to report. However, it does seem to be a case of no news is good news. Whilst the waiting is sending both of us around the twist, sweet relief is probably about a fortnight away when we can expect a definitive answer. It appears that there have been more than a few mistakes made during the job filling process, but they are now about to go into the final offer stage with the candidate in front of me. The (very) unofficial word is....well, don't get your hopes up, but you just might be lucky.

This ringing declaration of encouragement is being treated with the deep mistrust it deserves and I'm not getting my hopes up. It pays to be a pessimist. The worst that can happen is that what you expected (disappointment, rejection, humiliation, impotence, madness, suicide, etc.) comes to pass, otherwise everything is an unexpectedly pleasant surprise.