Places I don’t want to work.
Dear Reader,
Honest-to-god voice mail I received last night:
“Hi, this message is for Cal Evans. My name is *** and I’m with ***. You submitted yourself for the position of **** with our company yesterday but we didn’t receive your resume. There was only a URL to your resume on your web site. Can you please email me your resume ASAP so we can start the process?”
Um…no. You have failed my pre-interview screening process. It is designed to weed out those companies who just don’t grok. If itmakes more sense for you to call me and leave a voice mail than it does for you to click the link and download the HTML or Word version of my resume then you’ve pretty much eliminated yourself from the running. That’s as bad as asking me to fax you a copy. (Who has a fax machine these days?)
Until next time,
(l)(k)(bunny)
=C=
p.s. am I the only one who finds this song intoxicating? Everytime it comes on my Pandora station I find myself stopping just to listen.
