So, after an evening at the Norwich Arts Centre watching the Voodoo Glow Skulls, a band so obscure that their own mothers ask them to wear name badges at the dinner table, I arrive home with work to do. I"ve got a job application which needs to be with Norfolk County Council"s HR bods tomorrow, so I switch on my computer with the intention of doing one last check of the "Lie profusely as to why you want this job although we really know its because you hate what you"re doing " section but fall into a familiar trap. My thought process goes as follows:
1) This is one of those rare jobs I"m applying for because I want to do it rather than solely because it offers more money. Therefore, I need to check the application as carefully as possible.
2) I don"t have to be at work until 10.15am tomorrow, therefore I"ll have time to check it before departing
3) Besides which, I checked it a couple of times yesterday, so its probably fine anyway
4) My computer is on now. Seems a shame to waste the electricity.
5) Why not play poker instead?