I’m almost positive that this is a relatively accurate representation of what happens when I apply for a job.
It’s true. It’s absolutely true.
It’s usually attached somehow to the patronizing “Burr hurr hurr, an art degree, whatcha gunna do wid DAT?!” followed by “Y’know, both of my amazing perfect children went and got Business Degrees and now they’re professional brownnosers for Target. That’s a successful career right there. One even owns a yacht.”
Oh yeah. You sure showed me, Interviewer, and my lack of yachtness makes me cry at night. We’ll see who gets arrested for tax evasion first, me or Mr. and/or Ms. Vice President of Corporate Bullpucky.
“Burr hurr hurr, an art degree, whatcha gunna do wid DAT?!” is the most common and annoying question.
Use your imagination, prick.
I like the 20 cents off sale hahaha
*sigh* ain’t it the truth… I’ve got a CVAL and I STILL can’t find a job!
It’s super rough, feels like everyone has to settle these days for something less than they deserve.