I stare at the screen,
Cursor queries, blinking:
“What would you to tell them?”
What can I tell them?
How do I convince a company that I’m worth something?
Here’s what I’d like to write about:
My career goals,
What I could learn from the job,
Why I think I’d like the job,
How badly I need this fucking job –
All about me.
Not about my education,
Not about my experience,
Not about my skills and expertise;
Those things aren’t me,
A job never will be me.
Instead I write
Something about experience
Something about education
Something about willingness to learn
Something about how they’re my dream job?
This is the fifteenth job I’ve applied to…
If I knew what to write,
Maybe I wouldn’t be moving
Back in with my parents,
With an able body,
A BS in Microbiology,
A willingness – a desire, really –
To work hard, for bad pay even.
It feels so unfair,
When an entry-level position seeks
1-3 years of experience,
When I spend two hours on an application
That’s discarded with barely a glance,
When I get my hopes up again
And dash them against cold reality,
P.S. Please hire me.