In other news...

For those who enjoy their experiences vicariously and have ever wondered what life without the contents of one of your thighs might be like, following his recent extreme orthopedic remodelling, Mr Why? Senior can be found blogging on exactly that subject over at One Hip Wonder.

Still on biological matters and by way of update to my previous post on a gentleman I had the pleasure of interviewing recently, whilst I was at back in Guildford yesterday, I had the pleasure of meeting Mr Spunk Man in person. It turns out he looks pretty much like a normal person. Unfortunately, we can no longer refer to this gentleman as "Sperm Boy"/"Spunk Man"/"Swimmers 'R' Us"/"Dr Semen", etc., as he might be offered a job.

We interviewed a lot of people yesterday with mixed results. For the benefit of anyone who might shortly be attending interviews, here're the interview "don'ts" we picked up from yesterday's round of candidates:

1. arriving late...;
   
2. ... and then taking a further 10 minutes to faff, removing earrings, fixing hair, tying your tie, and reminding yourself what you wrote on your CV;
   
3. doing all of this without thinking that behind those silvery windows, your interviewer might be watching you getting ready and having that swig from a hip flask(!)
   
4. talking too much without waiting for cues that your interviewer is still listening;
   
5. not talking at all;
   
6. not answering the question which was asked;
   
7. behaving in too casual a manner;
   
8. speaking sufficiently loudly for the entire company to hear your interview, and probably everyone on the west side of town, too;
   
9. celebrating when you think you've got a 'right' answer;
   
10. being cocky.

Finally, closing the circle with another bodily-fluid-related pearl of truth, I learned last night that it is a remarkably tricky thing to remove even the freshest of post-curry vomit from deep pile, cream-coloured carpets.