Just my luck!

The San Francisco online news website contacted me again and wanted my blog address.  Which made me go back and re-read the suggestions from you for what to send to them ... they were great suggestions.  There was absolutely nothing wrong with them, they were common sense, and thoughtful and kind.  And logical, too. 

On paper, it looks a little different. 

The dog chats are popular, yes.  But they clearly prove I am crazy.  Obviously, I've got too much time on my hands.  I don't remember them talking when I had a job and a house and a yard and a fence and my own trees and driveway and my own grass to mow and snow to shovel and a cul-de-sac.  And I'm not so sure about some of my readers, because it's obvious you've been duped by the dogs too.  (It's nice not to feel so alone!)  But really ... is proving I'm crazy right from the get-go the proper thing to do on a job resume? 

And the other suggestion was to pick something I've written about the MS.  Ahem.  What MS?  Okay, fine.  Perfectly logical, altho I'm pretty sure every post I've written about MS has nasty words, which isn't proper for a job application.  The blog is about MS, and as it turns out, talking dogs.  But again ... having MS isn't really what one puts on a job appy either. 

I think it was Walls who suggested I write about the Old People that I live with.  That too, made me laugh, cause I've often lamented the fact that I don't have kids or spouse to blog about, so life is a bit boring around here.  I'm afraid that's the reason I'm developing a hallucinatory life regarding talking dogs.  Hallucinatory?  If it's not a word - it should be.  One would think there'd be a dearth of material with half of the residents being over 80 years old, and the other half are young whipper snappers who never pick up their dog poops.  I will have to open an Old People file in my mind and start watching for material. 

I did hear one of them tell another "There goes the dog lady" as I passed by.  I guess it's better than Pooper Scooper.  Altho, around here, that'd be a compliment, cause I'm the only one who DOES pick up her poopies.  Again, resume material?  I think not.

It's definitely a weird experience, sending off a blog address/resume (they asked for it) that glaringly exposes what one would normally NOT SHARE when trying to get a job.

Yeeps. 

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Just Call Me Nervous

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And naturally, they'd contact me when I've been Boring Than Bored Can Ever Be, AND?  My spell-checker bailed on me.  Nice.

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Comments

[poogie]

You are not crazy. Animals do talk. And you also have a wonderful imagination. so there!

[Gosling]

What?!! Jeff and Muttin are not people?! Obviously, Duke is a little scatter-brained so I don't know about him and the kittens are infants still, but Muttin-Jeff, they've got personalities. I want to meet them someday.