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Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Copperbadge did a cover letter template that I've been using in my sporadic "get me the hell away from 100 F days in October" job searches. [link]
I mean, I haven't gotten a job from it yet because here I still am. But I've gotten some phone interviews.
So the cover letter is read AFTER the resume makes it through? I always thought the cover letter was read first, and the point was to get them to read the resume. Huh. That makes a difference.
Totally depends! But online, yeah, I probably scan the resume first to make sure the pass basic qualifications.
In other news, I have a colleague who turns out to be British, which is surprising because she uses a nearly impeccable American accent at the office! I just got her to give me her British accent, and it was stunning!
Zero interest in doing work today. ZERO.
Oh my gosh, WHY would someone mask a British accent when working abroad? Well, unless doing so in one of the more recent former British colonies that might still harbor resentment... They sound so nice!
I'm fine this morning. No fever or body aches. So that's good, although I'm kind of confused.
Woo! Buffista~ma FTW.
My family has moved on to the Vermont portion of their vacation so quiet has returned to the household. I enjoy the house full of people and activity, and I enjoy the peace and quiet. It's all good.
Woo for no fever!
They are coming to help you not to judge you, Sophia. I hope it's not too expensive.
Oh my gosh, WHY would someone mask a British accent when working abroad?
She said she started it when she was working as a waitress and was too busy to stop and chat about it!
billytea, those links were helpful, and Jesse, your input is also helpful. Thanks for the encouragement, all.
Am I writing that cover letter? No I am not. I am eating a muffin and trying to calm tf down.
I hate my anxiety even more than I hate my depression. Depression, I have effective coping mechanisms, I know how to deal with it. Anxiety, I got nothing. Yelling CALM DOWN into the mirror is strangely ineffective.
Anxiety, I got nothing. Yelling CALM DOWN into the mirror is strangely ineffective.
So, honestly, you're not far off here. What works for me sometimes is not yelling CALM DOWN, but giving my anxiety a name and then telling it that it doesn't know shit about what's going on and that it needs to shut the fuck up so I can get things done. I named it Reginald, because that sounded like the perfect name for an entity that just uselessly fusses and freaks out at the drop of a hat despite no evidence existing that freaking out is called for.
I do actually feel slightly insane addressing my anxiety by name (or talking back to it at all), but it does also work to make it shut the fuck up sometimes, and that's the outcome I want, so hey. At least the insanity is working for me.