Well said....
I know a RC very well and one of his tricks is to interview a person looking for a job and part of the questioning will be to ask the candidate whether they have handed in their notice in their current role, he will then ask him/her who his old boss is, under some made up pretence. Then the cheeky shit will go to the persons ex-boss and find out whether they need anyone for the role the guy/girl has just left, whilst at the same time wiping his arse with the original c.v he has recieved. I was unemployed for 7 months (made redundant) at the height of the recession and had to deal with these fuckers on a daily basis....I would say 1/8 knew what the hell they were talking about.

As someone else mentioned all you need to become an RC is, an orange tan with a flash haircut, a suit that is in-keeping with the rest of the guys in the office, on fear of being percieved as different and a huge gob. I was in a bar in Reading once and a murder of consultants were having some sort of works do, one of the girls from their group obviously got bored of the inane chatter, that without doubt would have been about how much money they were taking home that month. So i asked her politlely, your friends, they are all RC's aren't they, yes she replied, wow had did you know, well... they are all wearing the same suits, they all have the same stupid haircut (mild mohican in the middle), I heard them talking about how much they earn at the bar and and I can smell the BS a mile away....that conversation didn't last very long but it was o.k she was a junior consultant, in other words a snake with tits.
(bROKEN aRROW PUA HVI Master, Fri 28 May 2010, 13:53, Reply)