Quite a Monday

As usual, an agency phoned me whilst I was in the bathroom this morning.

Four times.

I phoned him back once I finished. It was the agency who called me on Thursday about a consultancy job.

Apparently their client's CEO saw my c.v. and wants to see me.

The company is in London, in the City, and I arranged to see them on Wednesday afternoon. This is efficient as I already have an interview at 9am in London.

Now, I was going to meet a recruiter of another consultancy at 2pm on Wednesday for an informal chat. I called her and she was happy to see me later on in the day, basically when I'm ready. So, that's even more efficient.

Plus I'll probably meet up with a couple of people afterwards for a beer before heading back to Sussex. Super efficient.

Now the agency asked if I had managed to see the company's website over the weekend. Well, to be honest, no. The reason? He was unwilling to give me their name last week.

And when I started looking at the company's details this morning I realised that I didn't have a job spec. I phoned him up again and he sent one over, although, as he warned me, it's not a very specific job spec.

What's that thing on my head? Hair. Tomorrow I get a haircut.