Saturday, October 02, 2004
Back from Venice and back to work. I'm easing myself in gently this year, starting with a mere 8 hours a week before the onslaught arrives at the end of the month. And it's just as well, the weather is still gorgeous and I'm able to go and sit by the sea most days.
My residence is seemingly sorted, and all is well with the world. Or it would be if I could understand the famed 'bandi di concorsi' which is the only means you can legitimately get a job here. No bunging an ad in the Guardian in Italy, instead the powers that be hold a concorso, an entrance exam and interview which all applicants have to take. The winner (ie he or she who gets the most points out of 100) gets the job. It's all designed to be squeaky clean and fair, which in a place like Naples is important. However, it's still easy to come top if your interview is accompanied by large denomination notes left on the desk... or so I am told.
nevertheless, I havent even got to the interview part, I am wrestling with the application form. 15 pages of typescript telling me that I have to have duplicate certificated photocopies, authorised translations, copies of all certificates in 2 languages, proof I have never committed fraud, etc etc. Gone are the days of a badly written note and a crumpled CV.
I'll let you know if i get to the interview stage... but don't hold your breath.
There's a camorra turf war at the moment, in the less salubrious parts of the city. Torre Annunziata to be exact. It's not glamourous as it would be in Hollywood. This is a tale of a fat bloke on a moped being shot in the face by another fat bloke on a slightly faster moped. But tehre were 4 murders on Thursday.
The worry is that micro criminality is discouraging tourists. The new red doubledecker tour buses now have an unmarked escort as the trippers are being relieved of the rolexes and bags as soon as they step off.
My residence is seemingly sorted, and all is well with the world. Or it would be if I could understand the famed 'bandi di concorsi' which is the only means you can legitimately get a job here. No bunging an ad in the Guardian in Italy, instead the powers that be hold a concorso, an entrance exam and interview which all applicants have to take. The winner (ie he or she who gets the most points out of 100) gets the job. It's all designed to be squeaky clean and fair, which in a place like Naples is important. However, it's still easy to come top if your interview is accompanied by large denomination notes left on the desk... or so I am told.
nevertheless, I havent even got to the interview part, I am wrestling with the application form. 15 pages of typescript telling me that I have to have duplicate certificated photocopies, authorised translations, copies of all certificates in 2 languages, proof I have never committed fraud, etc etc. Gone are the days of a badly written note and a crumpled CV.
I'll let you know if i get to the interview stage... but don't hold your breath.
There's a camorra turf war at the moment, in the less salubrious parts of the city. Torre Annunziata to be exact. It's not glamourous as it would be in Hollywood. This is a tale of a fat bloke on a moped being shot in the face by another fat bloke on a slightly faster moped. But tehre were 4 murders on Thursday.
The worry is that micro criminality is discouraging tourists. The new red doubledecker tour buses now have an unmarked escort as the trippers are being relieved of the rolexes and bags as soon as they step off.
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