Wednesday, April 19, 2006

We'll Work Till Jesus Comes...

I wish I could get a job without Daddy's help. I have a great resume, and I write great cover letters. I even make phone calls on occasion. Nobody ever calls back, though. That is, until Daddy makes the call. Then, they start calling him back and working through him to give me the job. Why won't they talk to me?
GRRR... I hate being a college student...

This blog thing could work out well. Since nobody reads it, I can just whine about whatever, and when it's all typed out, I'll feel at least a little better, and nobody else had to endure the whining.
-mo

1 comment:

RSDickson said...

Mo,
Be grateful. One day your resume WILL stand on it's own. Just wish a phone call from my dad would get me a job!
Unc