This morning, I had an appointment with a recruiter. I haven't seen this recruiter in over a year and a half. So, I arrived pretty early. 15 minutes early. There was a very sweet receptionist who looked like she had freshly graduated from college. I observed her after filling out my application. She was trying not to laugh - covering her mouth with her hand. I was curious to know what she was looking at on the internet, but refrained from asking. She asked what time my appointment was for and I told her 9:00 a.m. She apologized and stated that my recruiter was not in yet and that she was running late. So much for being prompt.
I started responding to an e-mail on my phone when a different recruiter came up and stated that she would start the process. I tried to be my peppy self while describing my work history. Yes, I was laid off last Friday. *BIG SMILE* My last positions were at a law firm, and no, I don't necessarily want to stay in legal. It would be my last resort (please!). I want to work somewhere where it's fast paced, energetic and stable (please, please, please)! After that grueling process, she had brought in other recruiters to meet me. I met with the recruiter who was in charge of placing temporary positions. "What is your desired hourly rate?" I told her my last "hourly" rate. "Oh, I'm afraid that's too high and companies right now don't want to pay that much". Great. I told her I was negotiable with my hourly rate. Got to be open and flexible! Better to have something than nothing.
I looked at my watch and realized it was 9:30 a.m. The recruiter that I initially was supposed to meet with, finally came into the room. "Do you remember me?" she asked. I couldn't lie, my blank look on my face gave it away. I didn't remember her. How could I? I was laid off before and met with dozens of recruiters. I apologized and made a lame excuse. She then said, "You look really different." I said, "Really"? She said, "Did you lose weight"? I confirmed that I did. She said "You were really heavy before, right?" I must have looked puzzled and a little embarrassed. I said "Yes, I was maybe 10 or 15 lbs heavier". To which she responded, "But, you're a small person, so because of that, it makes a difference." Nice.
So, this blog is dedicated to all those people who think I don't have to work at keeping in shape. I have to constantly watch my calories and work it off at the gym. How I look is not by luck, genes (well, somewhat) or by purging. I eat healthy and work out at least 3 times a week. I don't like to work out and there have been times where I've let go (obviously). You can't lose weight by stuffing your face and going home and being sedate. You need to sweat - A LOT.
Twelve Years, Give or Take.
9 years ago
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