Resume Blues

Yikes!

I knew I forgot something. I failed to remember I had a blog.

And in my compact little life, crowded with so much ephemera, somethings just slip thru the cracks.

I never returned to Toastmasters, but instead focused all my energies on the community college classes in Excel and Word I am taking. And I really like these classes, and look forward to them being the centerpiece of my upcoming resume.

I have been looking at the templates of resumes that are loaded into Word 2007, and I realized, whoa...things have really changed since I lost my last resume when I got rid of the computer it was on two computers ago.

Instead of just doing a page of employment history with a short objective and misc. skills...a resume is now a piece of salesmanship where on can hide a multitude of deficits. For example, I have set an ambitious goal of finding something of a temp job in an office, where no one will notice me....and I can toil remarkably doing something wonderful with Word or Excel. And trying to come up with an explanation of what I was doing for the last ten years is a challenge. An exciting challenge. One which will make me a super employee and better person when I finally get it right.

Or I hire someone from an online service to give me a passable resume which allow me to get a humble position where I can toil in relative serenity creating fabulous spreadsheets and terrific documents using my truly amazing skills with Office 2003.

I will ponder this resume challenge more. And at last, plunge into the terror and mystery of explaining myself to people who, in the end, don't care. (nor should they.)


In other news having a cat with renal failure is a career itself. Maybe I can market myself as someone who visits the homes of people who have cats with kidney problems, where I can do thing with the Ringers infusions....while showing off my ability to get a quarter tab of Pepsid AC down the gullet of a sick but uncooperative cat!

Oh yeah. It is Mother's Day.

I will celebrate my dear son not getting killed on his new motorcycle. While wondering if I will ever live to see grandchildren.

Woe is me.