Barry, seriously… you hated this movie? It’s amazing.
Hail to the King.
For the record, the irony of job hunting is that it is essentially a job that you don’t get paid for. You have a number of bosses proportional to the number of applications you have in, and you have exactly one real project that no one will tell you if it’s functioning or not. That resume and its glaring inadequacies consume your every waking moment between writing insipid cover letters for disinterested human resources clerk.
Seems pretty bleak. But a headhunter I was working with the other day bestowed upon me a little nugget of wisdom that I cannot resist sharing. You see the guy on the other side of the table at your interview? He keenly, desperately wants to hire you. He needs you to be the one who liberates him from reading those insipid cover letters so he can get back to his job. You are his jackpot.
Keep that in mind at your next interview.
Ja.