Saturday, July 01, 2006

Dear Applicant

Nothing has quite the same impact as a "Dear Applicant" letter. Especially when you reeeeally wanted the gig, and when you open the mail at the end of a really cool day when you're feeling pretty good about everything in spite of stuff. It's like looking up in awe at a clear blue sky, and having warm bird shit fall into your eye.

Ooh - that last line's like a pome.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Amen to that.

Amra Pajalic said...

Yep, gotten a few of those. It fucking sucks. My sympathy and love the warm shit in your eye anology. Gross but so apt.

Guyana-Gyal said...

Yep, exactly how it feels...looking up in awe at the blue sky and...