WHOOOOOAAHH!!
:sad: I did that 14 years ago. I published my CV with various agencies and ever since I've spent every waking moment of my entire life finding online IT jobs
I've become an online celebrity. Neither phone ever stops ringing, unless one is in use. Due to 14 years of this torment and torture, listening to a spotty 16-year-old callcentre twat with a vocabulary of "hello!? hello!? hello!? hello!? " asking what <my name> is. "WHAT ARE YOU LOOKING FOOOOORR?!
I wished I'd stayed in my anonymous capsules of emptiness, or had been 100% selective to only make my identity known by only Sir Richard Branson, Lord Sir Alan Sugar or Her Majesty Elizabeth II of England.
I turn up for interview (1 in a quadrillion) in a full 3-piece suit with tie & cufflinks after a haircut. It takes 10 seconds to be rejected. :kickingmyself:
Even full-on phone outbreaks of crying out loud fury doesn't put off any recruiter. Throwing the mobile at the wall several times results in an instant landline call
I'd spend plenty to doll myself up with extra lights, fake smile and acting for a Skype call rather than my current hovel of a world based on 24/7/365 telly fone callz.
It makes it difficult to wear a hockey mask, baseball bat and bring a nailgun
when attending an interview, although I'd like to. I try to pursue my fortune, but the only main skill or attribute I have left is hate