I have lots of sleet hitting my windows. Not happy about tomorrow.
Natter 63: Life after PuppyCam
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I'm probably not a good person to ask for resume advice, but I'd group things by position/title, and lump different projects together under that. Do they actually use the word "project" in there? I'm thinking they mean that if you switched roles from assistant X to lead X, or changed the kind of tasks you were working on in a significant way, you should list that separately so they know how long you did X versus Y.
Strega, they do say project:
Describe specific work performed including your project role, project name, purpose, size of project team, number of physical sites involved, number and types of users affected, project phases completed:
Cripes.
Can you ballpark the dates for each project? Ugh.
Okay, someone recently opened a bar here called Hummers, allegedly because she loves her Hummer vehicles just that much. Seriously. I will never, ever go there.
Yeah, there's a cantina in Century City called Pink Taco. Yeeks. Really?
Really?
Of course. Because it's so witty. Or something.
Am reminded of the Monty Python ditty titled "The Penis Song (Not the One by Noel Coward)."
That is crazy.
number and types of users affected
I mean.... CRAZY!
Dude, ita. That resume sounds like a job. A crappy one that doesn't pay.
Yeah, there's a cantina in Century City called Pink Taco. Yeeks. Really?
My friend worked there! She used to insist she wasn't a hooker. And I pointed out that she doesn't even really like Mexican food. Why else would she work there?
My rent, for a studio that does not have a kitchen but does have a very deep bathtub and windows (believe me, that's a bonus) is $850. And car costs (not including gas), which are pretty mandatory to pay in LA, are $300. Together that's about 60% of what I make a month. Student loans eat up a significant chunk of the rest of my take home. I enjoy fantasies of home ownership because they come with the assumption that one won't have to move, and can paint and decorate to her heart's desire, but I'm nowhere near able to afford it. Sad. But that should change in about four years, when nearly everything is paid off, and I'll have had a couple more raises. And I keep reminding myself that I'm only 26. It's not really urgent that I own my own home, despite how much I drool over things like bedrooms, kitchens, and curtains.
The first place I lived in when I moved out to LA was a converted garage. Technically a one-bedroom, but really more of a studio. I paid $1100/month for it. Add that to the massive car expenses, and...yeah.
Ha! My studio is a converted garage! I like to brag that it was a two-car garage. But, yeah, no bedroom. Or kitchen. Those are too fancy for me just now.