This afternoon I'm going to be interviewed by people about a job. To a certain extent it's a formality as this is a trial project and we've all agreed to try it. All we have to do is iron out the details. Ah, the joys of negotiation.
Afterwards I will probably be a wreck and will collapse in front of the TV for a couple of hours (probably after taking off my tie but not my suit).
If you're following this from a location where you've not heard what the job is, it involves working with animals and children, except not actually animals; quadrilaterals may be involved; I may have the opportunity to say "Don't call me sir, I work for a living"; the job does not directly involve hats.
That should do it. Now where the hell have I hidden my CV?