Day 356

Woke up with an iron purpose. Put makeup on, went into town. As soon as I spotted anyone at the luggage counter I marched up to it and said I'd heard there was a sales position going there, was that still true? The bloke agreed it was, gave me an application form and a counter to fill it in on. He must've mistaken me for a person of consequence!

Computed in the afternoon, more Mah Jongg than assembler, I regret to report.

M came round at about 4.30, talked on the doorstep. Haven't seen much of each other recently, wonder why? I must admit it was really fear of her bad opinion that made me go for the job. I estimate my chance of getting it as quite low, but higher than if I hadn't applied. Yet another unbearable hope.