Mid 1980's.
So there I was, just graduated with a Mechanical Engineering Degree that would be ideal for getting a job in the North Sea Oil business...and the oil prices collapsed, resulting in massive lay-offs. Bugger. No chance of a job. Eventually, I managed to get an interview with a company whose name rhymes with Tolls Voice. So I get swotting on automobile history, luxury car martkets, reciprocating engines etc, and headed off for the interview.

Trouble was, Tolls Voice haven't made cars since 1971. Aero-engine gas turbines are their thing, and for some reason they expected applicants to know something about them. Double Bugger.

Interview consisted of glazed eyes, massive bluffing, and sheer panic. What the howling feck is an IP Turbine blade? Eventually, I escaped, and slunk back home to carry on writing applications.

Two weeks later, they offered me a job. Were they mad ?

I accepted. Was I mad?

I'm still there, and (scary bit) I'm a highly respected, experienced guru on some subjects. I even get away with serious amounts of goofing about. Damn.
( Tepid_Halibut felt like a cold, empty shell of a human...until, Sat 22 Jan 2005, 17:36, Reply)