Open Letter
Dear Employment Gods,
I know that I have made some mistakes in my rather extensive employment career, but I think it sucks right now that the job market in the greater Seattle area bites ass. It is not fair, and I wish that you could get off your ass and grant me a super fabulous job.
There are but so many Yahoo! Canasta games one can play, there are but so much pictures one can take of the stupid Dog, there are but so much cooking one can do in a day for one's boyfriend.
Please dear Gods, of which I know there are many, please grant the person calling me Monday morning especially good moods. For this is the job that I want, this is the company that I want to work for, and please let my phone interview go well with them. Please, to show my good intentions, I will not ridicule the dog for one whole day. And, I promise I will be a good little employee and keep my opinions to myself. And, I promise not to blog about the company nor co-workers. Please, Please, Please.
Thank you,
Jobless in Seattle.
PS: Nick will thank you too, for he is tiring of being my SugaDaddy.