Inspiration At Last

Ah, it always comes in the end. This time it was in the form of a letter from a scumbag agency I had the misfortune to register with while down in Bracknell, wanting to move on from CrapCo. Yeah, that long ago.

Bear in mind that since registering with them, I’ve now had two other jobs, and have moved from Berkshire to Norfolk. Which Scumbag Agency knows about, because I’ve told them. Repeatedly, and at great length.

And today? An email about Java developer positions in – wait for it – London, Exeter, and Southampton. I’ve never been a Java programmer- never wanted to be, never will be. Not my thing at all.

Fucking idiots. And I’ve told them that, too. Twunts.