I have a bloody interview. I’m not occupationally insane after all. I have been assessed and found stage-one (of three) employable. Everything else is bonus from now on – I always assumed that it was just getting me in a room with people that was the problem. “Ah well he looks good on paper, but in person – eeeeesh….” or “Subject: Tom Coates – Makes inappropriate jokes at assessments about Jamie Theakston’s sex life – Do not employ“. But it turns out that I’m just not good enough for the jobs – not that I’m mad! What a relief!