A New Day

And so it begins...

There are many topics the I could expose myself and my opinions on. Like a sunburn, it's only more addictive that one you start peeling back the layers you carry on until you replicate what may have been a human. This is totally based on recent experiences... San Diego... No top... No sunscreen. Isn't it funny how you can quite easily find 'I' in stupid.

Anyway, my first topic is one closest to my heart and one i'm trying to affect. Recruitment Consultants - the pin-stripe suits and goldchains. Why? Other than the outfit, what is it about this species that encourages such disdain and disregard. In the employment timeline, there are far less evolved species that ensue paid work, so why focus on the Recruitment consultants (RCs)? If people disregard RCs with such contempt, I'm assuming you've not shopped at Argos, or ordered a Greggs Pasty, perhaps have never been shown around a house. The one single most important difference between these people is that everyone in the above roles utilise minimal intelligence in order to take something away from you. RCs... put money in your bank, pay for your mortgage/rent... and that pasty at Greggs.

NOW.... For a 'client' or 'influential figure' within an IT department I have total empathy and, at times, sympathy for your hatred or dislike (if hate's a harsh word), but what if your telephone ringtone was Adele's new song Hometown Glory or a Counting Crows song like Colorblind? Would answering the phone insist on a less hassled tone? Or is it the reason and attitude on the other end of the line that creates this exemption from any help of such sorts?

It's over to the public to answer... That's all from me at the Studio. Good day.

NEXT UP... Tips in delaing with us. (Yeah, you got it. I'm a recruitment consultant but with a personality edge and passion for everything that brings happiness)