Laura, Joy and Liz sit in one of the women’s cars, and Liz remarks that she can’t believe that it’s quarter to one and they’re just about to get started. If there’s any significance to who gets in a car with who, it’s not obvious yet, I’m mostly just including those details because it will help me learn names a little quicker.
Stuart Baggs™, Shibby, Jamie and Christopher (not to be confused with Chris) are in one of the mens’ cars having much the same conversation – they’ve got to work solidly for the next seventeen hours. That’s seriously tough either way, but I do wonder if they were given any kind of warning, or if they’ve actually already been awake for a full day. I dig the twist of throwing them straight in without a chance to get even the most basic of a feel for each other, but the sleep deprivation… well, it’s not like you need that to produce drama. Stuart Baggs™ boasts to his teammates about owning a telecommunications company on the Isle of Man, and spouts some more clichés in talking head mode and informs us that he is “Stuart Baggs, the brand”, which is what all the ™s are about. Maybe I should have held off on that joke until now, but fuck causality. Shibby is a surgeon, which is met with surprise and a touch of bemusement, and he hastens to add that he also owns a couple of companies.
We segue seamlessly to the other men’s car, making it look like they are all together right now, rather than having the same conversation in two different places. Totally gormless Raleigh is a recent university graduate who has struggled to find a job in the current economic climate. In talking head mode he talks a bit more about how tough it is to receive so many rejection letters for jobs that he is perfectly qualified for, but this just adds to his determination to prove these people wrong. He seems nice. He’s far too posh to have a snowball’s chance in hell at actually winning this thing, though, and I kind of dread the week where he has to PM and is inevitably torn to shreds.
The other women’s car; Paloma, Stella and Sandeesh. Stella reveals that she’s been a banker for 13 years; Paloma pantomime boos her and does that finger cross gesture for warding away vampires, Sandeesh just looks confused. Talking head Stella is one of those “left school with no qualifications and worked my way up from the bottom” types, and seems to have a good head on her shoulders. She could go far, I think. “First task,” she says, back in the car, “we’ve got to nail it.” Which doesn’t separate it from any other task in any meaningful way, but whatever. A bit of aimless enthusiasm never hurt anyone.
October 13, 2010 at 8:35 pm |
You missed out the best part about the food miles, which was ‘Ours has… lots and lots less!’ Knowing your prodcut.
This week’s reveals, once again, that I cannot bear to watch pitches.