To those of you who have never cold called someone, beware: it is one of the hardest, scariest things you can do. Before e-mail came along, this was also the only way to make connections in the headhunting world. Needless to say, the learning curve is sharp; and once you get the hang of it, it becomes a habit, much like breathing or eating.
Once you become good enough to deviate from the script is when things get really, really interesting.
But man, those first few months, wow. What a roller coaster of emotion!! It's like Forrest Gump said: Life is indeed a box of chocolates; you never know what you're gonna get. I mean, you could, on sequential calls, get the the biggest asshole in the world; followed by the biggest sweetheart in the city. CRAZY!!!
But I must admit that there is a certain adrenaline rush to be gained from placing cold calls. In a way, it's sort of addictive even. Is there really anything better than virtual uncertainty behind every door? It's like the Dating Game. And now, cold e -mailing has taken the game to a heightened level.
Nobody is off limits anymore. Chair of the firm, huh??? Fuck it... I'll try to recruit you out of the firm. Give me your fucking attitude. Serve that shit up to me on a silver platter. Just remember that once it's in writing it never goes away. I'm actually in the process of compiling my most shameful list of e-mail replies. Are you daft enough to wind up in my hall of shame? We shall see.
In it's strangely appealing way, I have been seduced by this thing called the headhunting game. I'm a man with a wildly addictive personality. Large swings in mood and fortunes appeal to me.
I feel lucky to who stumbled upon such a uniquely satisfying career.
