Just a quick note this evening, as I am feeling pretty knackered. A lack of exercise this week combined with late night internet work to get application forms to take to my 'intensive jobsearch' so I'm not forced into randomly phoning people in the Yellow Pages like everyone else has lead to me not sleeping well and I'm really feeling it.
The Scene: It is some time in Day Two of the two week saga. I am hurriedly typing cover letters. Another jobseeker is sat on the PC next to me doing a CV, and is having a bit of difficulty with his spelling, and also his lack of vocabulary with the spellcheck.
Him: Hey, you're typing quickly. I thought I was fast.
(pause)
Him (again): Hey, can you take a look at this for me?
He hands over a single sheet of A4. I scan headings and layout...fine. In the large-handwriting draft on the desk next to me, I spot that he has started with 'I am a cappable onist person.'. This wasn't that bad, I mean, 'onist' is how we say it anyway, right? Phonetic spelling.
I found the mistake in the typed document and suddenly had trouble breathing. I bit the laughter back quite successfully.
Me: Well, er, you've let the spellcheck do that there, haven't you?
Him: Yes, I couldn't remember how to spell honest.
Me: It's, ah, well, it's h-o-n-e-s-t.
Him (sighing): Ah well. I suppose I'd better print it off again.
Me (having severe trouble not laughing as hard as I ever have in my life at this point): Er, yeah.
His Personal Profile: I am a capable onanist...
Imagine...you are an employer, recieving a CV. The opening lines of the document of this wannabe employee are 'I am really good at wanking...'
Well.
As you do.
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