E.T. Ain't Home

I have been screening my calls like a criminal on the run. Every unknown or private number has been from an agency.

"If it's that important they'll leave a voicemail"

That's been my mantra for the past 2 days and every purposefully missed call has gone straight to voicemail. Five messages from three different agencies, one of them being from the agency calling me back to arrange a 2nd interview for that hedge fund job I interviewed at before I went on holiday.

Holidays are great for reflection as well as relaxation. I reflected enough to know I didn't want the job even if I got it and it looks like there is a good chance I will get it.

Taking a permanent position is not going to make me happy, it just isn't. I've been contracting since 2003 after being permanent for 5 years prior to that and I actually like the idea of NOT knowing where I'm going to be in 6 months from now. I like to be a little risky from time to time, playing it safe and knowing where I'll be at such a place and such a time just doesn't cut it for me.

The global economic crisis is not enough to make me want to jump ship of the contracting world into the lifeboat of a perm job because that's what they are telling me is best in this industry right now. I could care less. I told myself in '09 I was going to relax take the odd month to a few months roles, go on extended holidays and come back and do the same. I don't want 23 days fixed holiday a year I want to be able to call the shots. Next year is pivotal and poignant, I will be 30. I feel that taking a perm role [something I have no desire to do] is taking more than a step backwards. I thought and even blogged about working in Sydney next year for about 3-6 months. I want to travel to Africa, Mexico and just wherever the hell the mood takes me. Sitting there like a prick sharing out my free holidays between each destination I have my eye on is something I need to not be doing. Or passing on a trip because "I have no holiday left" **kisses teeth**

As much as I need to work to pay the bills and these vacations, London is somewhere I'm trying to leave, getting my feet under the desk is not giving me the opportunity to spread my wings and try different places for a while.

It's 16:42, do I call the guy and tell him straight or BS him say I left my phone at my mother's house?

LOL

I'll grant him the courtesy. I'm an honest person. My heart just isn't in it. I can't and won't give them the commitment they are looking for in an employee and if I'm going to work I want to be as free and independent as I possibly can in being a tax payer and contracting fits the mould.

God's always been on time for me when I've ever needed a job, I hardly doubt an economic crisis is going to hinder his ability in making sure I'm always provided for. It's time to be more adventurous and not get too comfortable under the desk for the next 2 years or so in a new role.

The world is my oyster. The 9-5 office lifestyle is not.