Today was the closing date for my job application for the post of Antarctic Meteorologist with the British Antarctic Survey. My application was actually sent down a couple of days ago when Geek-Boy went to Cambridge for his interview for Wintering Communications Manager. He was successful, and I had to wait to find out whether I had an interview or not.
This all started a couple of months ago when I received a text message from Geek-Boy saying "BAS are advertising my job again, and this time they've got one for you too!". I checked their website later and they did indeed have a job that was perfect for me too. The only thing I had to do was to make sure they saw it that way too...
I spent the next couple of months trying to write the world's best application form, while also not falling behind with my Open University maths course and my RSGB foundation radio licence. Oh, and going to work too. It was a busy time.
This was Geek-Boy's third time of applying, and second interview, so we had a reasonable idea of what to expect, but nevertheless we spent several weekends driving back and forth between Lancashire and Warwickshire to see each other for practice interviews and to discuss every aspect of working in Antarctica we could think of in order to be well prepared for writing application forms and attending any interviews.
The hard work paid off because a week or so later I came home from work to find a large thick BAS-stamped envelope on the doormat. It looked too big to be a rejection letter but my heart was still in my mouth as I opened it up. The hard work wasn't over yet - I had another 8 days to cram for the interview!
