Here is a rant to start the work week: recruiters are snakes. I am so tired of being hoodwinked by recruiters, especially the ones who work for agencies, who lure me to jobs by packaging the job description and salary into a shiny, pretty deal that they guarantee will advance my career. Twice in the past year, I have been suckered by the same recruiter who promised me “contract-to-hire” roles that ended up being contract only. I foolishly took a pay cut for one of the positions. My current role was presented to me as a Human Resources Generalist position. Three weeks into the job, I learned from my boss that it is a lesser role — Human Resources Coordinator (a.k.a. a grunt worker role). I kick myself for falling for it. I need to remember that ultimately, recruiters are sales people. They look out only for themselves, despite what they tell their clients about committing to their success.
Not only have I been duped by external recruiters, but I have fallen prey to the ones who are my co-workers. In my current role, which is a more slowly paced one at a small company, I volunteered to help the recruiter schedule some interviews (not part of my job description, but what the heck — I don’t like being idle). Well, this gal took a mile from the inch I gave her. On a day that she had two interviews, she decided to stay home and let me handle the greeting, escorting, and interviewing of both candidates. I am not a recruiter, nor am I familiar with the position details, so how was I to fill a half hour each with the candidates? The recruiter claimed she had already talked to both candidates and didn’t have a need to see them in person. So why did she agree to my schedule? I managed to talk the hiring manager into spending extra time with both candidates, so I was off the hook. Yes, the interviews would have been good practice, but I didn’t feel up to the challenge. I’m sure my irritation had a lot to do with this reluctance.
I ended last week with a general disgust for recruiters and yet another hard lesson that I have to look out for myself. No one else is going to do it.