So I have taken a full-time position with AmEx working as a listings producer. I'll be with my dad's company for another week or two but then my quality of life skyrockets as my quality of bankaccount stagnates just a bit.
I've had the pleasure of spending a lot of time with new loves: Alex (duh...she's old [ass]hat now), Abby (soon to be everyone's new best friend), Dan P (ok, not tons of time but more than usual. I make a surprising wingman and vice versa), and some people from summers past. Still trying to figure out a balance between work and socializing, kind of like freshman year all over again.
I hope I can get a job teaching fitness classes once I'm settled at AmEx. I've been running but I miss having a fitness following.
so that's where I am now. Alex?
Showing posts with label job search. Show all posts
Showing posts with label job search. Show all posts
Sunday, July 27, 2008
Thursday, July 10, 2008
a cover letter
Dear Company ________,
I am writing to you regarding the _______ position. I am thrilled to be considered for this opportunity. I've applied for approximately six thousand other jobs that have not called me to schedule an interview and, upon finding this job listing, came to understand that I would be able to complete this job while simultaneously g-chatting and playing 5 games of Scrabulous. Additionally, I would receive health benefits under your employ. These are values I strongly adhere to. I am honored to be considered for this position and would love to become a member of your team, in spite of the fact I have never heard of your organization (seriously, who has?).
As my resume will surely help you to understand, I am very overqualified for this job. In fact, there are chimpanzees that are very overqualified for this job. Nevertheless, you probably won't call me, because you probably only call NYU students. They are exorbitantly wealthy and there are zillions of them, true, and living in Virginia for the undergraduate years hasn't taught me much about the rich cultural fabric of New York City, true. But they are just idiots with good haircuts. Come on, you know its true.
So, employer, call me. Seriously. Help me end this depersonalizing charade called "the job search." As a skilled and smart human being, I don't want to deal with this inexplicable rejection any longer, and you don't want to expend the effort to go through all those remaining resumes. You won't be disappointed.
Yours,
Caitlyn Smith
P.S. I'm cute.
P.P.S. I know where you live.
I am writing to you regarding the _______ position. I am thrilled to be considered for this opportunity. I've applied for approximately six thousand other jobs that have not called me to schedule an interview and, upon finding this job listing, came to understand that I would be able to complete this job while simultaneously g-chatting and playing 5 games of Scrabulous. Additionally, I would receive health benefits under your employ. These are values I strongly adhere to. I am honored to be considered for this position and would love to become a member of your team, in spite of the fact I have never heard of your organization (seriously, who has?).
As my resume will surely help you to understand, I am very overqualified for this job. In fact, there are chimpanzees that are very overqualified for this job. Nevertheless, you probably won't call me, because you probably only call NYU students. They are exorbitantly wealthy and there are zillions of them, true, and living in Virginia for the undergraduate years hasn't taught me much about the rich cultural fabric of New York City, true. But they are just idiots with good haircuts. Come on, you know its true.
So, employer, call me. Seriously. Help me end this depersonalizing charade called "the job search." As a skilled and smart human being, I don't want to deal with this inexplicable rejection any longer, and you don't want to expend the effort to go through all those remaining resumes. You won't be disappointed.
Yours,
Caitlyn Smith
P.S. I'm cute.
P.P.S. I know where you live.
Thursday, June 19, 2008
Attention Whore
So I realize I've been a bit prolific on this blog but with good reason.
I got the job at Z****.com yesteday with one little caveat. I'm not allowed to work there and freelance at a competing travel site. So I need to firm up my end date over at T******* & L****** and then that will be my start date at Z****.com
So yay! I won't have to work for my father any more, or at least I'll know when I'm leaving. Let the countdown begin.
In other, more personal, and perhaps inappropriate news: Champe and I broke up. But it was the most difficult and amiable breakup ever. I'm not entirely sure why it happened or if it will last. And certainly the details have no business here but, per the subject of this post, I figured I would share.
I got the job at Z****.com yesteday with one little caveat. I'm not allowed to work there and freelance at a competing travel site. So I need to firm up my end date over at T******* & L****** and then that will be my start date at Z****.com
So yay! I won't have to work for my father any more, or at least I'll know when I'm leaving. Let the countdown begin.
In other, more personal, and perhaps inappropriate news: Champe and I broke up. But it was the most difficult and amiable breakup ever. I'm not entirely sure why it happened or if it will last. And certainly the details have no business here but, per the subject of this post, I figured I would share.
Friday, June 13, 2008
So Many Things
Alright, so I'll keep this as veiled as possible since *drumroll* I'm back in the job-search saddle again. Well, not so much search as (destroy? no) interviews. I had a great interview a Z****.com and have a follow up on wednesday. This week at work has made me so excited at this new prospect but I can't let myself get too confident. So that's that, wish me luck.
Also, Champe wants to (and is actually following through...jigga wha?) to move here. To NYC. For our (tenuous?) relationship. I want to be really excited about it but instead I'm just anxious. It raises so many questions about what we're doing. I makes everything a big deal and I don't want to have to be responsible for a giant mistake on his part. Also, I don't want to feel trapped in the relationship just because I made him move here, what if we break up 2 months later? What if I stay with him because I don't want that burden? Why am I not happy that he's making this effort (finally).
Tonight is the housewarming of team face. Followed by my friend's going-away party with musical guest Peter, Bjorn and John (freals). Updates (and pictures?) to follow.
(parenthetically yours)
Also, Champe wants to (and is actually following through...jigga wha?) to move here. To NYC. For our (tenuous?) relationship. I want to be really excited about it but instead I'm just anxious. It raises so many questions about what we're doing. I makes everything a big deal and I don't want to have to be responsible for a giant mistake on his part. Also, I don't want to feel trapped in the relationship just because I made him move here, what if we break up 2 months later? What if I stay with him because I don't want that burden? Why am I not happy that he's making this effort (finally).
Tonight is the housewarming of team face. Followed by my friend's going-away party with musical guest Peter, Bjorn and John (freals). Updates (and pictures?) to follow.
(parenthetically yours)
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