OK I just want to bitch before my parents get here..
Well, I was supposed to have an interview this morning, at 9.30 for the NHS, so I arrive there in a skirt-suit and tights and the full-blown malarkey after spending forever tryin to find the damn business building, and so reception telephone upstairs to say I've arrived, only for them to tell reception that no one was meant to be interviewed today, so for half an hour I sit around waitin to find out what happens, and it turns out that someone had given reception the wrong extension number so they couldn't get in touch with the right person, so I get sent upstairs and wait over an hour, and by this time my parents said they would be getting here for my graduation in the city centre so I'm tryin to call my Mum and her phone is switched off so I try my brother and his phone isn't on either, and the woman interviewing me was like "Sorry to have kept you waiting there was a mix-up and we went to have a break as well" and I was like "Well I've been waiting for over an hour and a half and I'm meant to be graduating today.." and she was like "OMG just go and come back tomorrow!" so I have to power-walk it back to my mate's house where I'm crashing and my feet are all blistered from walkin so fast in fancy business shoes and my parents aren't even here yet...
Arrghhh
The NHS is a joke..