Ever been told that you've not got a job and wanted to whoop for joy? When I was face to face with earlier-mentioned woman this afternoon and the word 'Unfortunately' formed on her lips I could barely contain my relief. I knew I wasn't right for the job, knew that I couldn't magic up the specialist experience necessary. More than that, I don't need to be defined by the company that pays my wage, nor am I interested in the status that job might've afforded. Could've used the extra few £k tho.