If there is no cover letter, you lose points. I rate apps on a 1-5 scale; if you did not bother to do a cover letter, you will need a damn perfect resume to score a 3. You will not get an interview ( Read more... )

happiness is when your health insurance premiums are all covered by your employer.

I *heart* my job.

Because I'm sick of answering my own calls and the people we've interviewed so far have been fairly sketchy: if you might be interested in a position as an admin assistant for a really fun, mildly crazy ten-person firm in Wellesley Hills, talk to me. If you know someone who would be interested, let me know. Seriously ( Read more... )

My entire office has spent the past half hour laughing our heads off at the facebook photo of the Harvard kid who's starting his internship here next week. The picture, blown up and printed on the new color laser printer, is now pinned to the wall of his workstation ( Read more... )

The new Harvard boy at my office asked if it was weird being the only woman in the office; I said it was a change from Wellesley, but not really noticeable after a while. He goes, "well, at Wellesley, there's a lot of girls who are sorta like guys, right ( Read more... )

I need to rewrite a memo for a meeting with a partner in two hours and I'm the only one in the office and I have no clue what I'm doing...