Progress
Three more bombs away, and one or two more lined up for processing tomorrow. Maybe I’ll hit my goal of ten without any difficulty. That would be nice.
And I informed a couple of my references that they’re my references. They knew already, but it’s only polite to let them know that bombs are dropping.
I notice that I can gauge my degree of interest in a job by how lengthy and non-boilerplate my cover letter is. I can tell that I really, really, really want this one, for instance; I had ado not to talk their ear off. My chances are probably slim, even though I’d utterly rock at the job; they’re looking for a show-horse pretty high up on the food-chain, and I’m not sure I’ve hit that elevation yet.
But the worst they can say is no, you know? And it’s such a cool job!