I just wrote five cover letters. They suck. I just want a job. Is it that hard? I like short sentences. Someone give me a job. I'm not qualified for anything. Oh well. Bum-ness it is.
I want a job please
I guess I have to grow up
Not ready for that
Job angst haiku. I win.
Happy note: I'm getting paid to write these cover letters, this blog, countless emails, and balance my checkbook. I win for having the cushiest college job ever.
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