By Yash Seyedbagheri
I send a dozen applications into the whirl of world.
Email flickers with magic number 1. A rejection. Chose not to move you to the next stage.
Another rejection. Good luck.
Explanation has gone hiding.
I bolden up the resume. Deploy words like versatile, nexus, attunement, problem-solver.
Some nights, I make up new stories. I wrestled runaway giraffes, saved people from oncoming trains, edited famed writers’ works. I imagine drooping apathy replaced by tenuous respect.
Some nights, I almost send that version of the resume.
Hand hovering over the keyboard, I wonder which is more gainful: baroque lies or spartan truth.
If only. Love the idea of baroque lies. Well done.
Ah, the age-old dilemma…’ big it up’ or plain unvarnished truth. Funny (esp love the idea of wrestling giraffes). Deftly written.
Love this tale for our times.
A wonderful way to explain the delima and pain of job hunting. Well done.
This resonates!
We’ve all been there but few as cleverly. Well done.
Cool story. Brings to mind that old adage…honesty is the best policy, but liars prosper. Decisions decisions…
Well done, thank you for sharing!
I’d definitely go with the giraffes!
Good story and one that would resonate with lots of people who have been in the same situation.