This isn't as easy as I thought

Today I really really tried to go and visit a recruitment agency. A big one this time, that hadn't closed down already. Although I still have enough money stashed to make it pointless signing on, a combination of mounting credit debts and the escalating need to be doing SOMETHING has taken its toll already. I'm not keen to actually get another job you see, but I would like to be seen to be doing something about it, for form's sake.

I wend to Reed's office, locally. Yup, actually visited them in person. There was a time when that was the only way. Their office was long and straight, with a row of seats opposite a row of young-ish girls at desks. They looked at me as if I wasn't wearing any clothes. Their horror was such I actually felt moved to check. I asked them if they might have any roles to suit someone of my particular transferable skills set. They looked bemused, then told me to go and register on their website. So much for that.

I had a back up plan anyway, because I had another job already. Working from home, selling media. The people I was working for seemed unbelievably excited that someone who had actually sold something before wanted to work for them. I managed to negotiate double the initial salary, which was still paltry but a definite improvement. I set up my little Skype headset, and looked at the list of leads they had provided me with.

The 'leads' consisted of a list of company names copied and pasted directly from the alphabetical listing of a conference website. The 'salary' was only payable when certain ridiculous conditions had been met. I'm not normally a quitter, but after 6 hours at this I had earned about one hour's pay. I had this horrible feeling I was being used. I was being used. I don't like that, so I quit.

Actually I didn't quit, I just ignored them until they wondered what the hell I was doing and called me. Then I quit.

Of course that would earn the title 'least time I've spend in a job ever' if I didn't already have that nailed down with a near unbeatable record. Five minutes, in case you were wondering. Although I didn't really view it as a proper job, largely because they didn't pay me anything, and were unlikely to ever pay me anything. If we're talking jobs I actually got money for, it's 3 hours - and they went as far as to fire me. But, hell, this isn't meant to be a history lesson.

Next time I'll try harder.