Just a quick warning. There is a swear word immediately following this sentence.
"Fuckers"
Last weekend when I was scanning the job sites I spotted another job. I couldn't believe it. From the description I'd say it was a 85% match for me. And, shock horror, no recruitment agency. The only downside? The closing deadline for applications was "tight". My fault for missing it I suppose, but nonetheless I threw something together. Actually scrub that. I sweated blood, sweat and tears trying to make the best case I could for them to interview me. And, after much effing and blinding, it was ready. All I had to do, once I'd applied, was wait for the inevitable phone call, inviting me across for a chat.
And so I waited.
And I'm still waiting.
I don't look at the job sites every day. They really don't change much. So, on Monday, the role had dropped off the site. I didn't think about it, beyond assuming they were diligently checking all the applications they'd received and were drawing up short lists. I didn't expect to see it again. Why would I?
So guess what has reappeared since yesterday? The same fucking job. With the same fucking advertisement. With, quite incredibly, the same fucking closing date of last Sunday. So much for the "attention to detail" they'd claimed was such an important aspect of the role.
Worse, but with depressing predictability, an agency has started advertising a remarkably similar job. Presumably to cover all the bases, and to ensure there isn't some nuance or angle missed, they've posted it, with subtle variations, three times.
Magic.
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