What Plans?

To my dearest friends who have decided to ask me the question "what are your plans?" when I land in Cochin. DONT! I dont have any plans as yet, owing to the unfortunate experience of having done (my English has gone with the wind Shais!!!) something I actually loved in the inception of my career, ie advertising (As much fun as you can have with your clothes on), I am terminally incapable of setting my posterior in locomotion to search for a suitable career. Current plan includes the return to Belfast and bartending. (I quit the job at the restaurant, now its a bar... talk about career progression). On second thoughts, I like bartending a little better than advertising. I can actually sell stuff by smiling at people unlike the $£%$£% clients who dint buy it (my smile I mean). Besides, I tend to ramble these days and have pickled my brain to a great degree, hence I have abandoned hopes of even getting the job I had once upon a time (plus my senior will break my leg if I go back!!). So if you need to know my plans (PLANS I said, my dad called me a tramp when I told him, you cant get better with comments so here I go).

February - Come back to Belfast, search for an advertising job while bartending. a) I can get a job or b) I cant get a job.

a) Work both jobs and save as much as I possibly can.

b) Keep trying for a year. Two things will happen at the end of a year. a) I get a job or b) I still dont get a job.

a) Stay on for another year, save more money, spend every penny on a euro(trash)trip, go home, get married. (We will not get into a) There will be people to get married to this girl b) There wont be people to get married to this girl.)

b) Go back home and search for employment in the Indian metros, call Europe the goood old days...

Any more questions?