If you need any reminders click here for the first part and the second part.
Anyway, in the middle of all this scratch card action I actually had a holiday booked to Budapest with a couple of mates - a welcome break amongst all the paparazzi and media attention.
You could say it was the Budabest..
*tumbleweed*
Upon my return I got a better idea to the conclusion of the Innocent Drink's situation - basically, if they had the space they would have me in. After talking to a few people in the business it was clear to the fact that this is because they're owned by Coca Cola.
But what do you mean? I hear you ask. Surely, if you're owned by the world's biggest conglomerate, they'd be plenty of room for financial and personnel leeway?
Quite the opposite in fact.
Coca Cola were brought in to help manage and control finances better within the company - if anything when they bought Innocent they had to let people go. If Innocent were still the independent company they once were then obviously they'd have more direct control over such matters.
But hey ho! They're keeping me on file for when a position opens - I'm aware most companies have a tendency to say this but it does seem a bit more genuine considering the events over the last few weeks.
From here I had interviews from companies including Ralph, Cadogan Tate, SMC Design and The Carpenters Workshop Gallery to name but a few. The roles varied creatively which is ideal as I really want to cast my net as wide as possible to see what really grabs my attention.
One element that is still completely surprising to me is that I've had a few offers from companies (whose names I won't mention) of unpaid internships. I thought these were a thing of the past? Any company executive or manager that accommodates and authorises this should be quite frankly ashamed of their work ethos.
But that's another rant for another time.
Moving on, in a bizarre twist of events, I got an interview at a modelling agency.
I know right!
I'm not sure if it was through the DASH magazine launch party where I managed to hand out a few business cards and make exceptional small talk or just through the scratch cards themselves but I got called into Fusion Management, down in Victoria.
I was sat down and taken through the skinny.
"We love your look." They said wide eyed and enthusiastically.
"Yeah, we always need Shoreditch hipsters and cockneys on our books, even though you're from West London." They said very matter of fact-like.
On the outside.
In the inside.
"So it's only £200 to sign up, it's not like you'll be breaking the bank or anything..."
Didn't like the sound of this. I went away with the relevant information and did some research by asking my acting and modelling chums. The general consensus is that you pay sweet F-A up front.
They were probably trying to make a quick buck out of me and get me on their books at the same time - which is rather cheeky - and £200 is an awful lot just to go into something without much guarantee.
My good friend Louis suggested going to an open casting in Shepherds Bush instead if this was the kind of thing that interested me. Being the vain individual that I am, it totally did appeal to me so off I went!
After a 40 minute queue I got my details and photos taken. I actually got called in to be an extra in a feature film a week later - which turned out I need extensive fight experience rather than my street cred, so unfortunately I couldn't do it...yet.
So a slightly hilarious and surreal tangent in many ways in this job search - like I said though, it's good to have a lot of options on the burners. I'm holding out for that awe-inspiring moment for the time being, which I have a feeling is just round the corner...
Next time: Double or nothing? Will Jamie survive against the odds? More interviews! More shenanigans! And foxes? Find out in Part Four..
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