I’m an Applicant Tracking System and I Think I’ve Finally Found “The One”
It's like you knew the key to my heart was a deep appreciation for long naked walks on the beach and Adobe Creative Suite.
It's like you knew the key to my heart was a deep appreciation for long naked walks on the beach and Adobe Creative Suite.
Our great nation was built on the backs of people just like me: MBAs who got their jobs through their dad’s business connections.
1. Did you work? Answer YES if you worked during the week, engaged in emotional labor, or if you sat up in and/or got out of bed.
$10 - I make old jeans fit again. I’m not supposed to allow this, but for $11 this may apply to booty shorts as well.
You too would like to manage the front desk of a dilapidated alcohol peddler who mostly sells Malibu rum to teenagers with fake IDs.
I plan to hit the ground running, and then run some more, and then more, then hit a wall, and then puke on your open laptop.
Living the past 16 years as the solitary Snapple left in the "Friends" fridge, I cherish what I have, even if it’s only the royalties from reruns.
Despite what you see on the Zoom, I don’t sunburn easily. (When we can't think of a fun fact, my current boss tells us to try a humblebrag.)
Have a visible breakfast of two croissants, orange juice, and a glass of red wine on Zoom. Complain how you had to make the croissants by hand.
You knotted your tie into a half-Windsor. Or, as we call it here, “the coward’s Windsor.” Of course, this significantly counted against you.
How did you hear about us? From cousin Annie at Thanksgiving or cousin Tom at Christmas?
Maybe you should have married into more money because it turns out teaching IS its own job: a 2020 "In-The-Time-of-Coronavirus" jobs list.