Well so today was the day that Paul was interviewing candidates for his new position. As it's becoming increasingly clear that Cornelius J. Duffner is no longer under active consideration, I strolled back to Paul's office between his tete-a-tetes with a stream of fresh-faced young job-seekers (one of whom Brandon described uncharitably, if entirely accurately: "That dude! Looks just like Garfield the cat!!")

"So, you get some good prospects reply to your ad?"

"Yeah, we got quite a few... some of them seem really pretty well qualified... we got a lot of people laid off from EHM&T... blah blah blah..." I'd pretty much stopped listening by now of course, for the excellent reason that other people's resumes is one of those things that I don't particularly care about.

When Paul dribbled to a close, I said: "So, did you get the resume I sent?".

Paul stared at me for all of about a half a second before he busted up laughing. "You?! YOU sent that Corndog resume?! Ha! Ha!" Then we spent a few minutes guffawing about the hapless Corndog and his resume and the preposterous cover letter which had accompanied it. Turns out that Paul had identified it almost immediately as some sort of joke.

I got the sense though, that even though Paul had seen right away that the resume was fraudulent, he was kind of saddened to have his suspicions confirmed. I think he really wanted it to be real; deep down, bosses are just like real people. Deep down, they- like us- want to live in a world where Corndogs earnestly send resumes listing such prior work experience as Puck Boy for the local hockey team.