Monday, January 18, 2010

Monday

Hello.

I would like to apply for the position of.

Oh, you read my CV?

No, it’s not a familiar name. I realise the other girl’s auntie is head of content.

No, I understand.

I don’t even have the school.

You’re right, that does make it difficult.

Well, I’d rather not.

Well, for a start I’m not gay and secondly it’s just not something I, erm, do. Especially to get a job.

Right, yes, we can call it my portfolio, but still no.

Speaking of which.

No, I didn’t think you’d want to look at it. I brought it though.

No, you’re right, it’s not really about experience is it.

Well, its like thatching isn’t it? A craft that people like to look at and want preserved but don’t want to buy into.

Who wants a thatched roof? Same with writing. How it’s written doesn’t count, just get the text out there.

Yes, I am a bit of a throw back.

Sentimental? I’d prefer ideological. A purist. Seems a shame to waste all those thatchers.

No, you’re right, that’s the sort of analogy that takes up advertising space.

Who reads anyway?

Exactly, it’s a difficult position. The clients like them like that.

Well, thanks for your time. Appreciate you talking to me.

Yes, I did realise it was because you had to, not because you wanted to.

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