This morning, I've been applying to jobs like a... job... applying... machine. Or something. >_> Typing out this many cheery cover-letter type emails has made my brains leak out my ears, sorry.
And so, when I got to a "upload your profile" thingy that required me to list all jobs for the last four years (ugh), I had this exchange with myself when I started filling in info for The Museum Job.
Website: Please list skills used in this position: ___________
Me: "Unfailing false cheer in the face of underpaid frustration, pain, boredom, and hordes of screaming small children?"
Seriously, there were days when I should've gotten a fecking academy award for my efforts at that place. Put that high on my list of requirements for my next job - No. Small. Children.
And so, when I got to a "upload your profile" thingy that required me to list all jobs for the last four years (ugh), I had this exchange with myself when I started filling in info for The Museum Job.
Website: Please list skills used in this position: ___________
Me: "Unfailing false cheer in the face of underpaid frustration, pain, boredom, and hordes of screaming small children?"
Seriously, there were days when I should've gotten a fecking academy award for my efforts at that place. Put that high on my list of requirements for my next job - No. Small. Children.
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