Jan 19, 2005 01:11
so in another one of those things that can only happen to me:
this weekend i see an add of craigslist for this upscale yuppie club in my neighborhood having an open call for all positions. i see dollar signs so i send in a beautifully written cover letter and resume..which i exaggerated only slightly.
so today i go in just to follow up and just to be safe i bring along my resume and cover letter. only this time i brought my unembellished resume describing the 11 months i worked at bennys and the cover letter gushing about the "nearly two years" i spent there. FUCK CITY.
and in a cruel twist of fate, my broke ass spent the afternoon fondling tea sets and card tables at christie's for my boss' friend that are expected to auction for $10 - $200 THOUSAND.
this exercise in feeling poor made me late to my first class where i found out that every single person, excluding me and including a lot of people younger than me, have and do work at every one of the notable museums in the city. then i got yelled at by the curator at the grey gallery for standing too close to a wall.
if i didn't have the ability to laugh at myself i would be a very unhappy girl right now.