Memory triggered (yes, I'm bragging)

Isn't your memory a funny thing?

Recently Jason Alba (the JibberJobber man) recommended to read "Brag! The Art of Tooting your own Horn without Blowing it" by Peggy Klaus.
(I'm reading this 'beside' "Go put your strengths to work" by Marcus Buckingham - another recommendation from Kent Blumberg - which is a 6-weeks reading and thinking plan and I'm at week 1, so no further reading in this book before I've finished my 'tasks' of the first week. Must say it feels like a good combination, reading these two books 'together')

Anyway, back to the Brag book and that funny thing called memory. Reading chapter 2 of the book one of the 12 questions to start working on your Brag-Bites and Bragologues (Take-12 questionnaire) suddenly triggered one seemingly long forgotten memory. The question in question was number 2:
What are the ten most interesting things you have done or that have happened to you?

It was the last part of the question that 'did it'. All of a sudden a conversation with a recruitment agency came flying back. In November 1999 I resigned from the company I had worked for for 19 years, due to the upcoming move (emigration even, from The Netherlands to the U.K.) when our 'partners' informed us that all plans were on green and we had to prepare ourselves for this move. Still think they were colour blind, all in all it took until May 2000 we finally packed our belongings in and moved to the lovely village of Charing, Kent (but that's another story). So January came, money had to be earned in the meantime and I was off to various recruitment agency for temporary or part-time work (admin, bookkeeping, logistics, IT etc).

At one point I had to report for an interview at a new logistics warehouse for Nike sport shoes. Brought my cv with me and some 'success-stories' from those 19 years work experience. The job in hand was to restructure the logistics from and to the warehouse, interfacing it with the new IT software (my kind of project!). Work period: 3 months. Two days later the recruitment agency called me back: could I start the next week?
Eh, no, because I was 'bugged down' with a rather heavy flue which took me two weeks to recover from.

So, once recovered I went back to this recruitment agency to see if they had some work for me. Could I please call the manager who had interviewed me at Nike's immediately because although the first job was taken, they had been so impressed with my knowledge and experiences they were willing to create a job for me. A fixed job, not even a trial period.
I passed on this wonderful offer. I couldn't accept it. I would betray their trust within 2 months because of our definite plans to manage a new retail shop in the UK.

Looking back on that interview I can't believe it took a question in a book 8 years later to remember this 'success'. So now I'm feeling 'proud' with hindsight ;-)

Funny things, memories.