I got the job. In the second interview the girls I will be working for emphasised that I would be just a PA and just a junior. Just, just, just. Ah well. Sick days, public holidays, all paid for. I'm moving up in the world.
Kuba brushed me off two nights in a row - I told him if he wants to see me, he can give me a call. It's time to build a bridge and get over it, girlfriend.