Not much to report this week but I may just have stumbled upon a mystery that could make the incident of the wig/head in the window
sound like the ramblings of a man with nothing else to blog about. Of course, I may just have turned a dark and sinister corner in that same tale and only time will tell if it leads back to the smiles and laughter of Main Street or the inside boot of a shabby car hurtling towards the edge of a cliff and the cold dark ocean ready to put a full stop to this nonsense once and for all.
Or, maybe, it's an admin fuck up. We'll see.
I currently get paid by an agency. I applied for my job full time to get some extra bunse, more security, and paid holidays. I got it, and had to fill in a lot of forms. Because forms scare me, I have been in contact with the HR person responsible for all the people who work for the borough. She told me that there has been a little bit of confusion surrounding my application. Why? Oh, because we have another Ben Soesman working for us and we're not sure who's who.
This may not be a shock to you, but it was for me. You see, Soesman is not a common name in England. I looked it up once in the London phone book; all the Soesman's were members of my family and had probabaly called me a poufta or fat fumph at some stage prior to my little investigation.
I have since googled Soesman and come up with nothing
. Thanks Papa Google. There's lots of Soesman's in Holland, and the name is most famous for that language school advert
, but no Soesman's that I can find or have heard of in London, or even England.
I have tried asking people in my office but they know of no other Ben Soesman. I looked in the shared email address book. Nada. I tried asking the HR person who had mentioned it via email, she didn't give me any info. I went into the office with the forms and my passport and casually expressed dismay at finding someone who shared my name and asked which department they worked in whilst riding up in the lift. The HR woman avoided eye contact and said she had already said too much by telling me that such a person exists, and earnestly waited for the lift doors to open before escaping to her refuge of forms and Dilbert calendars.
What's going on? In the process of filling out forms and also in our email correspondence, the HR woman said that us two Ben's could be identified by our middle names, which are apparently different. Again, she did not go into more detail, and yes, I am quite sure there has been some mistake and I have applied twice but it's little details like the different middle names, and the fact she keeps on leaking info to me, even though she's not supposed to, that intrigues me so. Is she friend or foe I wonder?
Again, only time will tell whether I am looking for my own reflection, or whether there is
another Ben Soesman out there...will he have a blog? Can he sing? Will there be some big showdown? Most importantly, can he moonwalk or body pop?
One things for sure, I'll keep you posted.
Ben CASPER Soesman.