HORSE ON M25
October 11th, 2003 Posted in Uncategorized“Come on mate, we ought to go” I said to Mark yesterday morning as we both hurried to get ready for work, me panicking about the interview I had scheduled for 9am.
So we set off in good time, allowing that little extra for any unforeseen traffic but in the knowledge that Friday had always been the easiest day to get to work. I read my interview notes once more, Mark hummed along to The Thrills and we headed for the M25.
Large queue on the slip lane. Stuck there for 15 minutes without moving. I began to sweat as it dawned on me that I was going to be late for this interview, therefore creating such a bad impression. What could I do? Ring the interviewer - good plan.
DAMN, I don’t know her extension number. Ummmm, CALL HELEN (fellow graduate).
“Hi Helen, please can you tell Human Resources that I’m stuck in traffic on the M25 and may be a few minutes late for the interview”
“Of course I can, I’ll ring you back in a minute”.
“Right ho”.
Quick scan through interview notes and racking of brains to conjure up intelligent questions.
BRRRRRRRINNNNNNNNNG.
“Hi Helen”
“Hi Jon, don’t worry, Human Resources aren’t even in yet so I left a message. Have you made any progress?”
“Not really, no, we’ve hardly moved”
“Apparently they’ve caught the horse” she said matter-of-factly.
- SILENCE - (me rapidly trying to work out if she’s making some sort of joke)
“ummm, I’m sorry, WHAT?”
“there’s a horse loose on the M25, a Shetland Pony apparently”.
In what seems to be some sort of rebellious animal uprising this week (please see Wednesday’s cow article), it turns out that a horse had broken through a fence and began to run riot on the M25.
How bizarre, but a good way to start the interview, even if I was 10 minutes late…..
