Sometimes things are not as they appear. Sometimes we think we know what we’re looking at/dealing with only to find out that it’s completely different. Like that girl that I went out with a couple of years ago only to find out that she had an Adam’s apple and a peni…anyway, I’ve shared too much.Think about it this way. You go to your favorite grocery establishment to buy, I don’t know…let’s say a nice cut of meat to grill on “Steve” (yes, that’s my grill’s name). You stand there for 20 minutes looking through the meat window (ha! I said [tag]meat window[/tag]), eyes moving right to left, left to right…crossing each other. And, you finally make that all important decision. “That’s the one! That’s the piece of meat I want right there baby!” you tell the butcher. The drool starts to form in the corner of your mouth, you smack your lips like a camel and off your mind wanders to glazes, marinades, rubs and spatulas and firetrucks, chicks, fireworks, firetrucks and…sorry, got off track there. The [tag]butcher[/tag] grabs your meat ever-so-gently (wow, that was weird to even type) and wraps it up, tags it and in your hands in lands. Your meat! Your precious, delicious, tasty meat!

Through the front door you hurry and off, as fast as can, you are to the back porch to light the grill. Out comes the Soy sauce, Worcheshire sauce, a little ketchup (that’s how we spell it here dammit!) and an assortment of herbs and spices…mixed together, meat inserted and into the refrigerator. 20 minutes later, with grill prepped, meat marinated, tongs in hand you glide to Steve and very carefully lay your immense piece of meat on the grill. Only minutes later you retrieve this wonderfully grilled piece of tastiness and plate it. At the table you administer knife and fork to meat, make the first incision and…out pops the head of a big stinkin Mexican rat! A freakin rat head! A [tag]rat head[/tag] in my steak!

Sounds crazy but I read about it just the other day. So, it may or may not have actually happened…

Anyway, I said not too many blogs ago that sometimes we make mistakes with the [tag]candidates[/tag] that we send. Sometimes we think they’re just the best most tastiest cut of prim-rib candidate and they end up being a rank piece of meat with a rat head in the middle. This is where that little thing we call [tag]FEEDBACK[/tag] comes in handy.

There are two things that getting detailed candidate feedback from you does for me:

1. It allows me to know where I screwed up and it helps me to find you better candidates in the future2. It warns me against using the aforementioned candidate in other searches. Believe me, the less rat heads I forward to my clients the better.Even if the candidate turns out to NOT be a fit, your feedback still has positive purpose in my [tag]recruiting[/tag] life. The more rat heads that I know about, the better. These are people who have obviously snuck past my rat head radar detector and I need to know about them. So help a brother out and call me back with that detailed feedback after we’ve had an [tag]interview[/tag]. Then, the next time we can see how good the chicken is.By the way, I am four years-old. I just read the two paragraphs above and have tears in my eyes I’m laughing so hard. You know why? Because I said MEAT that’s why! Leave me alone, it was a long 4^th  of July weekend and, as of this morning, I have a ton of stuff on my weak little mind!Toodles!

“I’m wide awake and so alive, shed my skin like scars.”

Matt Nathanson – “Car Crash”