|Not all swoons occur near fainting couches.|
Well, I thought, it will be easier once I'm actually able to put a Pennsylvania address on my resume. Everyone knows companies don't like to hire out of state. And with that small comfort I trudged back home, weary from the dust and rejection of another day pounding the virtual pavements.
|What. So I like trudging.|
Last night, however, I decided on a whim to change my cover letter just slightly. Instead of listing my reason for relocating as a desire to be near family or loved ones or even my boyfriend, I lied and wrote, "I'm moving to Pennsylvania to be near my fiance."
Suddenly, this morning: three responses in my inbox and one voicemail! I don't think that's a coincidence.
"WHAT A BITCH GOTTA DO TO GET A JOB THESE DAYS?!" I'd cried to the cold, unfeeling universe.
"Put a ring on it," the universe replied, not even looking up from her Emory board.
Speaking of which, I guess I'll have to find a ring for all these interviews coming up.
Images via Nonnie's Notes, Littie Loves, Staggered.