Monday 27 June 2011

It can't get any worse for some...

Tuesday morning. Hot and stuffy. You want to be in your shorts driving to the beach. Instead you’re back in the office, yawning. You down your 56th caramel latte of the month, bored of the taste of repetition. Your only comfort is your survival of yesterday; 4 more days to go then back to the crap pub on a Friday at half five. Then a weekend of sleep. There must be more to life than this, right?

Cut to the chase. You hate your job. No autonomy. No creative input. Just repetition of a process which will never earn you the money needed to get a mortgage.

Staff in IT support who realise this tell themselves: it could be worse, I could be an accountant. Or a recruitment consultant. Worse, a recruitment consultant who recruits accountants. Ouch! It can’t get any worse for some...

Wednesday 22 June 2011

MORE SHOCKING NEWS...

Further to a previous survey revealing the public's wretched perception of the recruitment industry, a new one follows up with even less to be optimistic about.

Research from Resilient Recruiters shows the 5 most common causes of depression in the UK are:

1.Working as a recruitment consultant
2. Marrying a recruitment consultant
3.Being an unemployed recruitment consultant
4.Being a failed artist who ended up as a recruitment consultant
5.Guilt of voting Lib Dem

Tuesday 7 June 2011

Diary of a Loner: Fred Bayr’s table for one...


            “Table for one please”. These are the words every 30 plus year old hates to say as they enter a restaurant. Unfortunately, I am forced to say them every evening. After 10 hours of vomiting out repetitive sales pitches that make accountants want to Van Gogh their ears, I have nothing but the company of a dead salmon and the odd ant crawling over a lettuce to cheer me up. If there is a more painful way to die than contracting the current strain of E-coli marching through German cucumbers it is suffering from loneliness. (Or being hung up on during cold calls. Repeatedly. Everyday).

            Just as all good candidates are happy in their mundane but extortionately paid jobs, all beautiful women with the prettiest smiles are in relationships with men who can provide them with more than low lithium induced rants about the joy of missing KPI’s.

            Last night I thought my fate was set to change. For once I was not the only lonesome soul in the restaurant. As I walked in, on an island of her own, surrounded by happy couples, was a woman possessing eyes so stunning even Dale Winton would have felt a hardening in a certain part of his body by glancing into them. This was my one chance at having something other than a dead salmon to talk to. As I prepared my pitch in the toilet I revised my recruitment inspired objection handling techniques. Then it dawned on me: this is why I am single. I decided to go with the flow. I rushed out, heart pounding, ready to deliver some classic Bayr banter when I saw the seat opposite her had been occupied by another man. Just before I asked the waiter to be Fawlty to my Manuel, smacking a frying pan across my face, I observed hope in the air. They weren’t kissing. They weren’t touching. There was an awkwardness between them. I found myself  rummaging for twisted logic in the wreckage of my mind. I desperately prayed to God that they’d be brother and sister. As I opened my eyes God had either: a) revealed the 11th Commandment: though shalt not be a recruiter or b) answered my prayer whilst allowing the anti-Christ Nick Clegg (whose poster once adorned my bedroom wall) to introduce another imbecilic law: legalisation of incest. They were all over each other. 

            With my heart sinking faster than Greece’s economic credibility, I returned to my darkened corner. Salmon, lettuce and ants. The only thing that could have made it worse actually happened. James Blunt’s Beautiful started playing through the speakers.At my request it was turned off to the alternative of Sky News and...the voice of Nick Clegg! Is there any justice in this world? Not for this recruitment consultant.

            Tonight I have a table for one booked at Jamie’s Italian in Covent Garden, 7pm. I would greatly appreciate it if any one of you would pop down just to say hello. Or, if you are one of the dedicated fans who love slating my brilliant cutting edge articles on eFinancialcareers, come down for five minutes and tell me what a low life weener I am. I’d really appreciate that. Seriously. It’s better than being alone.

Thursday 2 June 2011

Exclusive: Gaddafi has been supporting London recruitment managers

New documents reveal Gaddafi invented the KPI and tried to sell it to Ahmadinejad as the perfect modern day shackle.The Iranians felt it was too extreme calling it  "the kind of vile thing the Americans would use in Guantanamo".Struggling for customers, Gadaffi tried his luck on London recruitment agencies who lapped it up.

Unfortunately he now gets bombarded with cold calls, repeatedly being asked if he is a product controller with change experience. (No wonder he's gone mad)!

Read more from Fred Bayr - the man recruiters love to hate, here

New article on efinancialcareers: "How to identify a truly great recruiter"

Read it here.