It is that time of the year – spring. And, more than sunshine and flowers and flip-flops, spring means LOTS of people staring graduation in the face. And shiny soon-to-be publishing/english graduates + assistant positions = me drowning in CVs.
Don’t get me wrong, I enjoy it. I really do like uncovering the gems and helping Bright Young Things into their chosen career (oh, the poor hopelessly optimistic young darlings!) But given the sheer volume, I do find myself saying No an awful lot.
Most of the time I’m like
Occasionally I’ll switch it up and be like
Depending on the caffeine levels in my bloodsteam, I might be like
This happens fairly often –
Then the person will query and they get a
Sometimes, an application will come in, and I’m like
And THEY might query me and try to get me to change my mind and its a case of
And, believe it or not, there are some people out there who think they are so special, that they come back a THIRD time, and it’s a case of
I’ve even had THIS reaction once or twice.
But mostly, you can picture me spending my days like this: