And So It Begins
With only a month left of school, it's time to get the old ego ready for battering.
Yes, job hunting.
Resume padding. Hyperbole hurling. Fantastical estimations of one's professional skills and abilities. Romantic remembrances of jobs and bosses past.
Fun.
*Anybody who tells you they like job hunting is a LIAR*
posted by mireille at 7:23 PM
8 Comments:
I'd hire you in heartbeat, if only I needed a paralegal.
I am currently auditioning from the role of a classy, sassy, ever-so-slightly older, and very much wiser female co-star.
The pay is terrible, there is no union, no health benefits, but occasionally I say something vaguely amusing.
Whadda ya think?
8:14 PM
I'LL TAKE IT. ♥ xoxo
8:20 PM
May we help you with your Resumé?
There would be lots of these word sprinkled throughout:
intelligent,
articulate,
committed,
determined,
kind,
funny,
fragrant,
covered in dog hair,
...no, maybe not that last one. Way too personal :-)
best of luck buddy!
xoxo
9:54 AM
Wear opium to your interview.
10:40 AM
Well that went fast didn't it? Going to the prom?
6:58 PM
Oh no, job hunting! I'm starting to shake already. I possess a whole lot of rejection letters signed by very distinguished people. I intend to put them up on eBay in the future.
I wonder in what way American résumés differ from British curricula vitae. I know in France you have to send a photo. Typical, ain't it? :-(
Good luck, sweetie!
7:42 PM
Yeah, job hunting is no fun. It's actually a very humiliating experience.
8:40 PM
Good luck with that. What no second year summer offer to fall back on?
I hope you don't find it too disheartening but it just took me seven months to find a job that I was interested in. Not exactly in love with, but interesting. We'll see how it all plays out on my blog, won't we.
3:23 PM
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