Well, I've been checking Corndog's e-mail, like, ten times a day and still no response to the resume I sent out. I'm beginning to suspect that Corndog isn't in the running for the opening.
This is a pity, because I've mapped out a whole persona now for Corndog, voice and all. He's kind of a moron, sure, and a loudmouth too- but an amiable dolt all the same. To the bafflement of my friends and/or telemarketers, I've taken to answering my phone "Yo! Corndog here!" on the hopes that it might be Paul calling, but it never is and I think that frankly I'm sadder about my fake resume not getting a response than I've ever been for any of the times my real resume went out in a blaze of hope and earnestness only to die forgotten and unloved in resume oblivion.
Sunday, March 22, 2009
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