I’m trying to write a cover letter. Not just any cover letter, this is one for a job in my actual career field. Let me guide you through my cover letter writing process.
I stare at my screen. I type a sentence. It sucks. I delete it. I stare at my screen a bit more.
It’s kind of like writing for this blog. Only a cover letter is kind of a big deal. I’m going to be heading off to school again before I know it. And then my last semester as an undergrad will be over. And I’ll graduate. And if I don’t have a job, I’ll be stuck in my parent’s house (which is a nice house, but I kinda wanna grow up and move on.) But growing up is terribly overrated, right?
Before you know it, I’m freaking out about not having an interview with a potential employer before I go to school and it’s all just a downward spiral that makes me wish I didn’t get caught up in this college thing in the first place. Really, it’s just an abusive relationship. It tells me I suck and I can’t do it and I failed. And I say no, I’m gonna make it. But then it gets in my head and I start to believe it.
What the hell did I just write? Cliche’ metaphors much? That’s enough of that. Back to this cover letter monstrosity.
moda vivendi 