Tuesday, April 14, 2009

In Which The Heroine Figures Out What's Wrong

Yes friends. I've finally figured out what the heck is wrong. Sit down because this is a doozy. I've been sending my resume out with no phone number on it. That's right--here I am, I'm fabulous, I have all the experience you need but I'm going to play hard to get. I think this kind of coyness will work really well for your organization and you should hire me right away.

Imagine the words that came out of my mouth when I found out.

I have absolutely no idea what happened. I have some old copies that I sent out that have the number on it. I have some hard copies--ditto. But suddenly somewhere along the line, the number disappeared.

Deep breath.

Another deep breath.

I will handle this and survive and grovel to all the hiring managers that I sent the wrong one to.

Sip of Chardonnay.

Another sip of Chardonnay.

I will stop using every foul word I know and pull myself up by the bra straps and start resending.

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