After yesterdays post I felt the need to be silly again… Although I must admit It really wasn’t my fault. You see things in my life have changed yet again and It seems my writing will need to go on hold again while I make sure the people in my house have food… As all I know is retail though I’m trying to branch out (pun intended).
So I looked through the different sites for Management positions, apply for several I really don’t want and one that I really do want… A lot, I want it a lot… Training people is the best. Anyway, I hope I get the training job. Not the point though, the point is I decided to look for other things outside of retail. Jobs that had words like entry level in it. I found one.. I wont post the actual job. but…
Tree Climber Wanted
I would love to send a cover letter in for this with a resume about my childhood.
Dear Hiring Manager of Tree Climbers Inc.
Since I was a young boy of three or four it has always been a dream of mine to be a professional Tree Climber. I have ample experience climbing. I’ve climbed Pine, Spruce, Oak and even Ash trees. In addition I believe my experience in climbing the walls and furniture has given me a unique perspective on what it truly means to be a climber.
Enclosed is my resume and Application for review detailing my climbing exploits as a young man with testimonials by both parents and teachers. I look forward to hearing from you soon.
"Whatever you do, don´t stop writing, write only for yourself if that´s what you want". It might sound as nothing, but in a time in which I doubted so much about myself, it meant the world for me.
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