These days I curse the name of Barry Blankenshop, though for significantly different reasons than usual.įor starters, how in the world was my application ever picked out of the pile to begin with? I have a number of tactics that I employ with regularity to prevent just such a calamity. But my wife checks on these things and it's good to have references - or, more accurately, the names of sample HR directors to curse out over the dinner table.
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You see, I applied to the position of Refinance Document Analyst - which is exactly the Lovecraftian nightmare it sounds like - knowing full well that I was neither qualified nor capable.
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Why Barry Blankenshop of First Fourth National Bank of Wattsborough doesn't understand this is anyone's guess. Writers can only be counted on to try during moments of great inspiration and/or the waning hours of a deadline. To show that I am trying, even though I am not. So when I apply to jobs, I do so out of marital duty. This is not about a paycheck - this is about the creative process. I would suggest that she's a fucking doctor, so let's be real for a moment. I would suggest that my words - as seemingly monetarily valueless as they may presently appear - are greater than any paycheck. Is my making money truly necessary? I would say no. Sometimes smart people see the world in black and white - where you're either making money or you're "unemployed." Not realizing that there's a middle path. But still, smart people can be blinded by their own logic sometimes. My wife - bless her - is an honest, earnest woman. That's the beginning and the end of my story.
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