She strode feverishly across the room, brandishing two sheets of paper, one in each hand. She was smiling and yet agitated, excited and yet anxious. "I want this job so much I can taste it." In one hand was a job listing that read as if her very name were on it. Her degree, her major, her experiences, her interests … they were all there. This job was made for her. In the other hand she carried her resume, all newly touched up and carefully printed out on that high quality paper you use o …..

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Posted on August 1st, 2009 by faith
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