HappyHappyDonut

News.com reports on the difficulty that refugees of the new economy and others are having finding jobs in today's economy. I'm glad to hear that I am not alone. I was beginning to think that maybe I was a snapperhead.

While that's apparently not the case, I am worrying about what the hell I have to do get noticed and get some respect. Short of embellishing my resume and showing my pearly whites, what does a fella gotta to do get a job around here ? Yo!

My latest plan was to head downtown (once exams are over) and plant myself in front of the big office towers. Wearing my pink rabbit suit and a sandwich board saying 'MBA Student - Will Schlep for Carrots" or was that some other unit of measurement ...

Though not overly concerned at the moment - after all, the cash only runs out in 2 weeks time - what with my exams and all, I am trying to keep up on any opportunities that come down the pipeline... Yesterday, I sent one resume without a cover letter (like a good old pump and dump!) and answered another job offer with a certain flippant attitude. In both cases, my career counsellor would have been horrified.

Things aren't so bad. I had a job interview last week. I now have a second follow-up job interview this Friday. I get to meet the dev team. Maybe there will be beer... (the timeless equation being: developers + friday PM = beer). Yippee.

Back on the home front, I'm still kicking back That Gingko Shit™ like they were chiclets and laughing at my own jokes as usual. Finance is out of the way and I am on to Macroeconomics to cap off the soirée. Could be a 10 hour study day if this keeps up. Roger and out.

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PS: 'Ich bin nicht ein Snapperhead.' is actually an excerpt from a fictitious conversation in my head with some of the nice German fellows at the MBA Case Comp last January. The complete conversation will be available soon. Needless to say, my complete response is 'Ich bin nicht ein Snapperhead. Ich bin ein Kartoffelkopf und ein rosafarbenes Kaninchen.' (Babelfish translates this as :'I am not a Snapperhead. I am a potato head and a rosafarbenes rabbit.') I think that last part is German for pink. hehe.

PPS: I like peppering my speech with the occasional sprinkle of yiddish in honour of the great Mordechai Richler and his wonderful books. I am waiting for my friend Dan-O to say, "This you call a web log?" ... ah, in my dreams.