Today I had a job interview. This in itself isn’t of much note. I’m applying for another of the myriad of jobs that will take me from temp hell to permanent hell. Simple as.
The problem I discovered today is that my smart clothes ain’t that smart anymore.
I’ve been a crap temp since coming back from Edinburgh last august. This involves not ironing shirts, just always wearing a jumper over them, never wearing a tie and picking my nose.
But his morning I tried to pull out all the stops. The fancy shirt, the nice tie, the cufflinks and even an iron has seen the light of day.
But since my last foray into the smart office world mid last year I have grown my hair to near mullet length (not out of style, just lack of hair cuts), I have a beard.
So already I’m not Mr. shiny office boy.
The smart shirt I have is light purple and was a gift from and old job and is rather pricey (well, about £30, but that’s a lot for a shirt, isn’t it?) but the cuffs have worn away slightly, the white material underneath is poking through. The tie Is permanently wonky and my trousers are misshapen. I can’t even find my suit jacket.
And so I wonder that I couldn’t look any worse for an interview. The trying to be smart but failing look is probably worse than not even trying at all. I mean if I have tried but all I could muster was this look, then what could I possibly offer to the job?
Though let’s be honest, what could I offer it? Except for being late and crap?
I might buy a lottery ticket.