What's that I'm tasting? It's rum, yes, but there's something else. . . something full bodied.
UPDATE: Damn you, Snopes!
Is that there are so many other people out there willing to rip apart Nick Coleman columns.
You know, it's a funny thing: back when I graduated college in 1998, I couldn't get a job in my field to save my soul, because every advertised position required five or more years of experience. Which really pissed me off, because how the hell are you supposed to get five years of experience in the field if no one will hire you without five years of experience?
Now, here it is 2006, and I have well over five years of experience in my field, and despite sending out somewhere in the realm of 30+ applications/resumes over the past couple months, I've heard less than a peep from anyone. Eventually, you really start to wonder what the hell's going on.
I mean, I like to think I'm a fairly good writer, and I have strong researching and interviewing skills. I even have some marketing and public relations skills. My humor column has won first and second place honors over the years from the Minnesota newspaper Association, and I've won a "Best Column" award from the Minnesota Magazine Publishers Association. So, I have some phony baloney street cred, I like to think.
So what the hell? Do I have too much experience? I'm telling you, this job searching shit can really suck when companies don't even let you know you've been rejected. I just send out tons of applications, and then it's just dead air.
A new job, man, that's all I'm after.
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