From monster meeting with search consultant to coffee with blind date. Conclusion: we will not meet again either.
After one hour I excuse myself and say that I need to move on. He asks where/why/how (?!) and when I quickly make up the answers as it would be rude to say "actually I don't know, I just know I have to leave", the how ends up being by bus. He then insists on walking me to the bus stop a fair walk from the coffee place. God, I felt like I was being escorted to make sure I wasn't going anywhere else than to the bus which would take me to the place I said I was going to.
Seems to be the day of unsuccessful meetings!
Hajk & Hallrenovering
1 day ago
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