Guess what? It almost happened again.
When I say 'almost', I actually mean that the so-called 'headhunter' failed to learn any lessons first time round and had the audacity to call me again.
Here's what transpired. I posted on my FB page for the amusement of friends, but then thought, "F*ck it, let's entertain the masses!"
So here you go. A worthy cut and paste this time round.
The comments have been even more amusing.
Laugh along now...
Mobile rings. Private number. Weighing up the 'calculated risk' option, I answer.
"This is Rob. I'm a headhunter. I wanted to know what your current status was and whether you would be interested in [insert lowly position here]?"
"Why don't you tell me a bit more about yourself, Rob, and where you are calling from?"
"I'm a headhunter. We've actually spoken before..."
Aha. I gotcha. You're that sad f*cker that set me up on the memorable 'interview' with the company that was 'desperate-to-meet-you-how-soon-can-you-see-them' that turned out to be a whole load of shite. The very same 'headhunter' who had not only not done his homework then (and got a mouthful from me post meeting with the 'desperate' client) but has also failed to learn any lessons since. Including the "Do not ever call me again" one.
Because, Rob, if you READ my LinkedIn profile (which you do, I can see that much) you would see what I am up to and maybe, just maybe, alter your pitch ever-so-slightly? Yes?
"So do you have anyone you could recommend, any names for me?"
"No, Rob, I do not. But I have a choice name for you: how about D*ckhead?"