Life on the bench: in my dressing gown

[Sysman]

No.I wanted to.

Instead I was just humble and took it.

He then gave me a hard time about being a contractor applying for permie gigs and I gave him my standard flannel about being grateful for the opportunity.

He then said he'd put me forward.

I take this tulip because I do not feel I am in any position not to take it.

Understood and fingers crossed for you!

[Diver]

Understood and fingers crossed for you!

WHS

Here's hoping mate

[cailin maith]

No.I wanted to.

Instead I was just humble and took it.

He then gave me a hard time about being a contractor applying for permie gigs and I gave him my standard flannel about being grateful for the opportunity.

He then said he'd put me forward.

I take this tulip because I do not feel I am in any position not to take it.

Ah luv

[NickFitz]

I take this tulip because I do not feel I am in any position not to take it.

Chris Rock has a routine about the rich white businessman talking about the elderly black man who works in the parking garage at the office:

"Willy's such a nice man, Willy's always so polite, Willy's so friendly..."

Willy hates your guts!

In other words, there's no harm in doffing your cap and mumbling "Yes massah" to get what you want or need; just remember, they can't kill the spirit

[Churchill]

Understood and fingers crossed for you!

WHS

Here's hoping mate

Ah luv

Chris Rock has a routine about the rich white businessman talking about the elderly black man who works in the parking garage at the office:

"Willy's such a nice man, Willy's always so polite, Willy's so friendly..."

Willy hates your guts!

In other words, there's no harm in doffing your cap and mumbling "Yes massah" to get what you want or need; just remember, they can't kill the spirit

What They All Said.

Good luck!

[meridian]

I know the feeling.

I've been in a temp fixed term contract for the past two months, expiring on 31 Dec. A quarter of the rate I was on before and with all the hassles of permiedom but none of the benefits, but it was a job before Christmas.

Just been offered a new one month contract. Not an extension, as that would mean they pay out New Years Day as statutory. A renewal starting on 4th January. Tight or what.

I'd like to get arsey about it, but will grin and bear it as a month's pay while searching for contracts is better than nothing.

[alreadypacked]

I know the feeling.

I've been in a temp fixed term contract for the past two months, expiring on 31 Dec. A quarter of the rate I was on before and with all the hassles of permiedom but none of the benefits, but it was a job before Christmas.

Just been offered a new one month contract. Not an extension, as that would mean they pay out New Years Day as statutory. A renewal starting on 4th January. Tight or what.

I'd like to get arsey about it, but will grin and bear it as a month's pay while searching for contracts is better than nothing.

Thanks for your post, brought me back to earth. Stopped me complaining about having to work on my holiday

[acme]

Been lurking for a while...

...reading the new adventures of RC and so of the others, so a little tale to cheer you all up. Have been on the bench for 4 months now with one or two telephone interviews and put forward for about 10 gigs. November just gone I apply for a good 'un (money, location, IB, perfect fit for skills and experience) in the City and get invited to an agency interview at 11am. Excellent news.

Night before...

Shave? Check.
Ironed shirt? Check.
Decent suit? Check.
Polished shoes? Check.
Certificates? Check.
Copies of C.V.? Check.
Sleep? No chance...

So, am up at 7 bright-eyed and bushy tailed. Cat fed in my boxers so no cat hair transference. Catch the bus to the station in plenty of time. Get the train into town in plenty of time. Get on the Northern Line up to Bank in plenty of time. Change onto the Central Line to get to Chancery Lane. The train leaves Bank and then stops.

And waits.

And waits.

For those of you that don't know the Central is quite warm. It gets warmer. And warmer. And warmer. I start to sweat like a virgin in a brothel. Remove jacket and beg some tissues off some Jap tourists. Try to pat myself down and control the rivers of water coming from my fevered brow. Eventually the train crawls into Chancery Lane and I sprint to the agency office. Only 15 minutes late which is manageable, but still trying to make myself look presentable and give off an aura of calm. Meet the agency chap, firm handshake, look attentive, good answers, smiles, impressions of a good interview. Flirt a little with the receptionist on the way out. Good vibes all round.

Get back in the lift to leave. There is a mirror in the lift. I see my reflection.

With a good inch long piece of sodden tissue hanging from my forehead.

Didn't get the job. Got very, very drunk from lunchtime that day. Come to think of it, I think I will get drunk now.

Chin up, everyone. It will all come good in the end.

[norrahe]

Thanks for your post, brought me back to earth. Stopped me complaining about having to work on my holiday

stop rubbing it in that your on holiday

[suityou01]

stop rubbing it in that your on holiday

You mean you're not?