Jobs, Steve Jobs and how I nearly got axe-murdered to death.

Narrowly escaped murder this morning. Was so desperate to escape The Office of Doom ( more about that another time) and The Commute of Pain , I applied for a job wrapping up and despatching parcels- you know sot of like playing post offices but getting paid for it.
Thought it was a bit weird it was a residential address, but the woman said she had five employees, so assumed she had a garage or a home office or whatever.
Anyway, went along this morning. Have you seen life of grime?
Well it was kind of like that. Big creepy old house at the end of a drive. I've passed this drive hundreds of times and never noticed the house before- yeah I know, has got horor film written all over it, hasn't it. There wasn't any atmospheric weather though.Was quite bright with a bit of drizzle- not very horror film.
Have you seen A Life of Grime? The one where they have to go and clean out years of filth from some mad cat lady? Was sort of like that-. I couldn't see through the windows because they were covered in filth but on the other side I could make out towers of boxes that looked like they had been there for decades.
Was all a bit disgusting and very clear that the only reason I was there was so someone could kill me and eat me. There was a white truck outside that said polar on it so I am assuming it was freezer type thing. That was where they would store my body. There was so much crap outside the front door, I had to negotiate my approach carefully.
Don't know what stopped me from leaving right away, but I decided to knock the door and it creaked open. That's when the German Shepherd introduced himself ( might have been a werewolf) He forced the door shut and barked so ferociously, I decided I'd best leave.
Didn't really want to work anywhere that smelt of wet dogs anyway. And I didn't fancy being murdered.And eaten.
Legged it to the bus stop, phoned DH and told him I was coming home instead of being murdered. He said we should go for a cuppa. Of course. I've just escaped death. Let's go to Costa. So we did. Then we went to homebase to buy a flourescent light bulb, then to KFC, had a nose in the pet shop and Wilkinsons and came home. Seemed a weird thing to do after escaping death. Very nice, but just a bit ordinary.
When we were in the pet shop, I had to move away from the lizards as they had crickets and stuff in their cages and was a bit too Silence of The Lambs moth things for me.It was a ll a bit raw, you know?  Cute hamsters though.

Mad axe murderer text to ask why I hadn't turned up. She was disappointed as I was their favourite candidate ( to eat) and she'd still like to see me.  Then the office of doom phoned and well, sacked me I spose is the technical term.So there I was, no job with what sounded like the offer of one.
Told the mad axe lady I was scared of dogs ( and being murdered ). Told the office of doom something else.

So yeah, I'm jobless but I'm not in the refrigeration truck or dead or anything, so it's cool really. Thought about Steve Jobs who said

the only way to do great work is to love what you do. If you haven’t found it yet, keep looking. Don’t settle. As with all matters of the heart, you’ll know when you find it. And, like any great relationship, it just gets better and better as the years roll on. So keep looking until you find it. Don’t settle.
 
Still, I might just give her a ring and see if the job is still there on Monday...