Andy Buffham

THE CALL Imagine having a really important interview that you’ve prepared years for and you badly want to ace. You’ve worked as hard as you could and have committed your life to it. Imagine every night going to bed, wondering if it’ll be the next day. But it doesn’t come that next day, the next month or even the next year. The pressure builds and you start to jump when the phone goes between 10am-12pm every day, ready to drop everything for the interview to start. Imagine knowing that when it finally does come that there’s a good chunk of luck involved and it’ll depend on who interviews you on that day and what they happen to focus on and see. Imagine praying for one of the good interviewers but you end up with one of the bad ones, who doesn’t listen and has their own agenda but there’s nothing you can do about it. Imagine it leaves you in pieces and everyone know it’s not fair, but, so be it, and all that will now come your way. Imagine knowing that that you can’t tell anyone the outcome of the interview, and you have to carry that around, on your own, for what feels like forever. Imagine what that does to a person. Imagine a better way.