Sure, they look flawless when I send them .
I just had a call from a consultant who's in Montreal today for a big meeting with a bunch of materials I put together for him. He hadn't had the chance to see them ahead of time and was calling to tell me that part of the most important bit was wrong and would need to be redone. And of course, these materials were sent directly to the client, so no way to pretend they weren't screwed up.
Expect that in the course of trying to explain to me what was wrong, he realized that it was not in fact wrong at all, and was perfectly fine as it stood.
So that was nice. Vindication!
(Snicker.)
U R 2 hilarious!
God, I hate that...chatspeak, can you tell?
Makes me all irrational and shit.
Trudy - I have a question for you. Are you on IM at all?
Alas, not at work -- but I'll check my hotmail acct. in five if you'd like.
I just counted my cover letters. I've applied for over 85 jobs in the past year. Interviews = 0. It's just as well my current job hasn't gone away yet.
Well, it's official, Johnny Damon will have to cut his hear.
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His days of being mistaken for Jesus are numbered.
I just counted my cover letters. I've applied for over 85 jobs in the past year. Interviews = 0. It's just as well my current job hasn't gone away yet.
Depressing, isn't it? Makes you wonder how anybody gets hired.
Johnny Damon
Ptui! Let us speak of him no more.
OK, I've completed my emergency trip to the fabric store for One More Thing. I worked on my quilt for awhile. Then Mishka came over and sat down on it because it is His. He interfered with me until I had to either take a nap with him or take action. Darn those fuzzy kitties and their purring and wet noses and nefarious ways anyway.
I could vacuum, but really I don't wanna. Couldn't I just settle for changing the kitty litter and taking out the garbage?
Juliana: this is the stage where you get to write all the blistering communication you want to. It's only the sending of these materials to the recipient that is forbidden right now, for as Hec said, who wants more trouble later? High road my friend, take the high road. I hear it's sometimes worth it!!!
As for inappropriate job applications, my favorite was from the Jesus freak in Santa Cruz whose resume told us that he had spent the last ten years in the mountains worshipping ganja, but now he was ready to work with us. We kept that one around as a Horrible Warning.
I just counted my cover letters. I've applied for over 85 jobs in the past year. Interviews = 0. It's just as well my current job hasn't gone away yet.
Oh, ugh, I remember being in that boat. Sucks.
