I am applying for a job. Some may think "about time, free loader." Some may think, "I wish I had that choice." And finally, some may think, "who cares? Get a job like the rest of us." These are all good, imagined points by me.
I quit my job 9 years ago now. Danny was 3 months, and Caroline was just 2 years old. I've done lots since then, but never been paid for it, and never been committed to anyone other than my wife and children. A fortunate and lucky man I am. I know that. But as I sit here in front of my laptop and try to write my resume, I think..."what the hell is that giant black hole between 1998 and 2007?" And, "how on earth do I take what I have done and make it sound sexy to a prospective employer?"
38 year old male, hasn't worked a job in 9 years, and doesn't know what he wants to do with his life. Oooh. That'll hook 'em.
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