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Cover letters
Nov. 26th, 2003 12:00 pmI know there's supposed to be an art to writing a cover letter to sell yourself to a prospective employer. Obviously, I haven't figured it out yet.
And reading the above, I suddenly have the barest inkling of what it must be like to be a prostitute.
Though it'd never come to that. Partly because I've got a little more pride than that, partly because you can't sell a rusted-out Yugo in Beverly Hills.
And reading the above, I suddenly have the barest inkling of what it must be like to be a prostitute.
Though it'd never come to that. Partly because I've got a little more pride than that, partly because you can't sell a rusted-out Yugo in Beverly Hills.