"I've got a man down..."
Never thought I'd hear those words at the British Bank, but I when I went up to gossip with my friend Rachel one of her guys was on the floor next to his desk. Bit surreal. An ambulance came to fetch him but it didn't seem particularly serious, at least he was conscious and such.
Until my trip to the 5th floor my entry was going to be entitled, "Bitch, if you look at my shoes ONE more time I'm going to punch you in the face."
I had one of the most irritating interviews yet, and that's saying a lot considering how many I've been on. In all honesty, I won't go on just any interview now. I'm on to the bait-and-switch and general un-savoriness of most recruiting firms now and I just won't bother. This is how it goes: I see a job posting on craigslist or monster.com careerbuilder or whatever and I submit my resume. 95% of the time it's not the company that is actually hiring that posted the position but some recruiting firm. I'd say of these firms, about 10% aren't completely incompetent. So then someone will call me and gush about my resume and say how I am "perfect!" for the job but they'll need to meet me before passing my resume along to the company that has the position to fill.
So I go and meet the recruiter and they will either LOVE me and say that they'll pass along my resume right away or they'll be lame/uninterested/sad people who clearly weren't impressed with me at all, which is fine, I'm so just not everyone's type, I get that. But they'll still say that they'd pass my resume to their client, which we both know is a baldfaced lie. Either way, the job description and/or salary differs from what was posted. Sometimes it's been filled, but "I have something else you'd be great for! The money's a little less..." Or they wouldn't even pretend to be offering the job that I was interested in. Or they didn't have anything permanent but if I was interested in temp-to-perm, would I take a few tests?
No, I won't take any of your tests. I am flat-out not interested in being hired for ANY job based on my typing speed and Word/Excel skills. Hi, I've been an assistant for almost TEN years so fuck you and your tests. Recruit at a secretarial college, assholes.
So you see how it goes.
Today I only went because the office was literally 3 minutes from the British Bank and I thought, what the hell? So I went on my lunch hour and clearly wasn't going to traipse over in my heels so I was wearing a skirt, sweater, and my Converse. Now, I'm obviously NOT meeting the client so I didn't even bring my heels.
After making me wait for 20 minutes (and the whore knew I was on my lunch hour) I finally met with her and first of all she was dim and I just don't deal well with that. How many more times can I explain my VERY straightforward resume to you, dumbass? Then she kept looking at what I was wearing. Really? Fuck off. I'm on my lunch, not in my office, and other than the Converse my ensemble was completely appropriate for a corporate environment. At the end she mentioned no less than 3 times - did I have a suit? While looking me up and down. If this had happened at the beginning I'd have just walked out. That's how much I was just NOT HAVING IT.
I'm sure I'll never hear from her again even though she asked me to alter something on my resume and email it to her again. Whatever. The job ended up being $10k less than advertised for a 55 hr work week. Thanks, but no thanks.
On somewhat happier news, the British Bank is slowly sucking me in. I had to take a drug test and get fingerprinted as they are bringing me on as a longterm temp. I'm happy about this only because I have no obligation to them but I'll have a steady income as I continue to look for a job. And while the advertising firm I met with last week has seemingly lost interest, I have an interview next week with another one and I'm kinda excited about that one. We'll see.
OK, I have to tidy Florence's desk and get all of my personal emails out of her inbox before I leave.
:-)
Oh, and STL is up 3 games to 1 - w00!!
Until my trip to the 5th floor my entry was going to be entitled, "Bitch, if you look at my shoes ONE more time I'm going to punch you in the face."
I had one of the most irritating interviews yet, and that's saying a lot considering how many I've been on. In all honesty, I won't go on just any interview now. I'm on to the bait-and-switch and general un-savoriness of most recruiting firms now and I just won't bother. This is how it goes: I see a job posting on craigslist or monster.com careerbuilder or whatever and I submit my resume. 95% of the time it's not the company that is actually hiring that posted the position but some recruiting firm. I'd say of these firms, about 10% aren't completely incompetent. So then someone will call me and gush about my resume and say how I am "perfect!" for the job but they'll need to meet me before passing my resume along to the company that has the position to fill.
So I go and meet the recruiter and they will either LOVE me and say that they'll pass along my resume right away or they'll be lame/uninterested/sad people who clearly weren't impressed with me at all, which is fine, I'm so just not everyone's type, I get that. But they'll still say that they'd pass my resume to their client, which we both know is a baldfaced lie. Either way, the job description and/or salary differs from what was posted. Sometimes it's been filled, but "I have something else you'd be great for! The money's a little less..." Or they wouldn't even pretend to be offering the job that I was interested in. Or they didn't have anything permanent but if I was interested in temp-to-perm, would I take a few tests?
No, I won't take any of your tests. I am flat-out not interested in being hired for ANY job based on my typing speed and Word/Excel skills. Hi, I've been an assistant for almost TEN years so fuck you and your tests. Recruit at a secretarial college, assholes.
So you see how it goes.
Today I only went because the office was literally 3 minutes from the British Bank and I thought, what the hell? So I went on my lunch hour and clearly wasn't going to traipse over in my heels so I was wearing a skirt, sweater, and my Converse. Now, I'm obviously NOT meeting the client so I didn't even bring my heels.
After making me wait for 20 minutes (and the whore knew I was on my lunch hour) I finally met with her and first of all she was dim and I just don't deal well with that. How many more times can I explain my VERY straightforward resume to you, dumbass? Then she kept looking at what I was wearing. Really? Fuck off. I'm on my lunch, not in my office, and other than the Converse my ensemble was completely appropriate for a corporate environment. At the end she mentioned no less than 3 times - did I have a suit? While looking me up and down. If this had happened at the beginning I'd have just walked out. That's how much I was just NOT HAVING IT.
I'm sure I'll never hear from her again even though she asked me to alter something on my resume and email it to her again. Whatever. The job ended up being $10k less than advertised for a 55 hr work week. Thanks, but no thanks.
On somewhat happier news, the British Bank is slowly sucking me in. I had to take a drug test and get fingerprinted as they are bringing me on as a longterm temp. I'm happy about this only because I have no obligation to them but I'll have a steady income as I continue to look for a job. And while the advertising firm I met with last week has seemingly lost interest, I have an interview next week with another one and I'm kinda excited about that one. We'll see.
OK, I have to tidy Florence's desk and get all of my personal emails out of her inbox before I leave.
:-)
Oh, and STL is up 3 games to 1 - w00!!