The Polish Experience By Nicholas Westerby This ... - GetSab.Com

customer service section. Monika found me about an hour later with seven CV’s
with the diversity of a Justin Bieber fan club.
There were five females and only one was over 25, two males both of whom
were 24. I started to look at the CV’s and decided I needed to invite the forty
plus year old Beata if for nothing else not to look ageist. Ageism is a bigger
issue now than it was back then but Wally had me scared. I invited the two guys
and I chose two women whose CV’s seemed to be written in the more readable
English.
Monika helpfully arranged for them to drop in throughout Wednesday. I still
had no internet but was homing my managerial skills on my favourite computer
game, Football Manager. I had decided to start a game in Poland, to get a feel
for the place but I quickly abandoned that for the familiar feeling of England.
It felt weird not working, not harrying and harassing for the next sale. I don’t
think I could be unemployed or retired for that matter. I needed to occupy my
brain and even took up Sudoku but I was still bored. I joined Monika on the
balcony for a cigarette and later regularly took up smoking to fill a void for
three minutes, that’s how bored I was.
When I got home I was reminded of the morning’s tragedy as the tennis rackets
and balls were ominously staring at me from a corner. Elly wasn’t haunted by
them and busied herself with any TV show she could find. I made small talk and