Have you lost a contract cos they didnt like your personality?

[Flashman]

No, you've got that wrong.

Basically, contracting is like prostitution. No matter how bad and how ugly you are, there's always someone out there desperate enough to **** you for a few quid.

Ain't that the truth!

[AtW]

Go away sockie yourself.

(And before you ask I am AtW's fembot. )

FTFY

[LondonManc]

Undergraduates are very clean nowadays unless they are in the Computer Science and Engineering departments.

Bulltulip. I've got one at home.

[Mordac]

Bulltulip. I've got one at home.

But does he shower everyday?

[SueEllen]

Bulltulip. I've got one at home.

That's only one.

I see lots regularly and they are clean. They are also have f***ing annoying loud conversations.

[LondonManc]

But does he shower everyday?

She.

And she has started showering more often since she got a boyfriend.

Her room's still a tip though.

[Mordac]

She.

And she has started showering more often since she got a boyfriend.

Her room's still a tip though.

Ah, so that "she" would be a daughter then. You can't fault me for spotting a potential tap-in though.

[suityou01]

My last gig ended somewhat prematurely. I wasn't suprised as go-live was 6 weeks before the end of the contract, and I didn't think they wanted a contractor to sit there for 6 weeks doing nowt.

That said the way it ended was quite vitriolic, apparently the PM went behind my back to the IT director and put the poison in. I had no idea he had such a hard on for me.

I must admit I found him a gargantuan cretinous waste of space, and I hated his 45 minute standup meetings, the way he didn't ever write anything down, never delivered, allowed others (permies) to not deliver and was just "everyone's mate".

While he was being pally with everyone, and fooking off every day at 16:30, I was working my socks off most evenings trying to save the project.

So I worked hard, delivered some sort of project in spite of him and the slackjawed permies, and all the thanks I got (after the successful golive) was a knife between the shoulderblades.

You sometimes cannot win, or rather need to define winning as being able to invoice. Find somewhere else to invoice, and keep your head up.

[MrMarkyMark]

My last gig ended somewhat prematurely. I wasn't suprised as go-live was 6 weeks before the end of the contract, and I didn't think they wanted a contractor to sit there for 6 weeks doing nowt.

That said the way it ended was quite vitriolic, apparently the PM went behind my back to the IT director and put the poison in. I had no idea he had such a hard on for me.

I must admit I found him a gargantuan cretinous waste of space, and I hated his 45 minute standup meetings, the way he didn't ever write anything down, never delivered, allowed others (permies) to not deliver and was just "everyone's mate".

While he was being pally with everyone, and fooking off every day at 16:30, I was working my socks off most evenings trying to save the project.

So I worked hard, delivered some sort of project in spite of him and the slackjawed permies, and all the thanks I got (after the successful golive) was a knife between the shoulderblades.

You sometimes cannot win, or rather need to define winning as being able to invoice. Find somewhere else to invoice, and keep your head up.

The master of having an early bath speaks

[FatLazyContractor]

My last gig ended somewhat prematurely. I wasn't suprised as go-live was 6 weeks before the end of the contract, and I didn't think they wanted a contractor to sit there for 6 weeks doing nowt.

That said the way it ended was quite vitriolic, apparently the PM went behind my back to the IT director and put the poison in. I had no idea he had such a hard on for me.

I must admit I found him a gargantuan cretinous waste of space, and I hated his 45 minute standup meetings, the way he didn't ever write anything down, never delivered, allowed others (permies) to not deliver and was just "everyone's mate".

While he was being pally with everyone, and fooking off every day at 16:30, I was working my socks off most evenings trying to save the project.

So I worked hard, delivered some sort of project in spite of him and the slackjawed permies, and all the thanks I got (after the successful golive) was a knife between the shoulderblades.

You sometimes cannot win, or rather need to define winning as being able to invoice. Find somewhere else to invoice, and keep your head up.

And then your phone alarm rang?