Went to buy some furniture today and saw a note on the door "position available. Minimun 20 hours". Great, I thought this job has MY name on it. Just hand us your resume the nice lady in the shop said and come talk to the manager tomorrow. Eeek, I don't have a resume! Haven't needed one for 20 odd years. I know, I'll race up to my former employer and see if the old boss can knock me up a nice reference. Yes, come on in she says. I'll write it now. Now, what were your duties? I did so and so, and don't forget I was "Professional and well presented" tap tap tap at the lap top. And I had keys to the premises and the safe, did the banking, wages, petty cash, greeted clients etc etc. tap, tap tap on the lap top.
30 minutes later I had the best reference letter anyone could have written!
Got home and rang up about the job. They've got two people on trial this week. Bloody hell. They gave MY job away. The nerve. Oh well, I guess it will give me time to get a resume together!
Heather
