Wednesday, June 19, 2002

Well, the course was pretty depressing, in a trivial "doesn't really matter" type of way. Apparently I'm wearing the wrong colours. Because I'm light skinned and fair haired I should be wearing muted, warm, light colours instead of the strong, deep colours that I like. Think autumn (fall) instead of summer.

I find that I dress a little flamboyantly almost as a way of generating the confidence in me that I otherwise wouldn't have. A little bit of attention seeking goes in there too. I like to be a little different.

I turned up in a dark charcoal 3 peice suit with a dark red, almost maroon shirt which has a white collar and a white tie. The tutor (sorry, consultant) tells me that the clothes are so overpowering that she sees them before me.

Well, I've got an interview next week so I reckon its gotta be worth a try. If nothing else it gives me an excuse to go clothes shopping at the weekend.

Something funny:

A gallery of advertising parodies

Jesus. Its midnight. Time to go do the statutory lieing in bed trying to get to sleep for an hour or two.


that's a nice rock!

me:

sex:male
age:30
status:married
children:3

Listening:
Barry Diston:Unreleased Stuff

Reading:
Weblogs
Terry Pratchett
Maps

Watching:
Bugger all at the mo, to be honest

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my other sites

Mobile Disco www.theaardvark.co.uk VAT Advice Baby Gift Boxes

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www.barrydiston.com

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