Every week, I bribe my friends to sell themselves on this blog.
Major: Eh hem, Double Major: English and Russian
What I would’ve majored in 4 years ago had I known the economy was going to hell: Pre-Med, so when I was stuck without health insurance I wouldn’t be so darn scared.
Why I decided to waste $160K on an Ivy League education: I am an epicurean; those four years were the most pleasurable of my life.
Current City of Residence: Brooklyn. I had a dream in August, before I made the move from Manhattan to the borough, and in this dream I heard a knock at the door. Before I could answer, a burglar kicked down the door and began chasing me around the apartment. Honestly, I don’t know how he could chase me around anything because my place is a studio and two steps radially in any direction would have put us into unpleasant contact. I fought well, grabbed my cell phone, and barricaded myself in the bathroom. Shaking, I dialed 911 and the operator answered, “911, What is your emergency?” The burglar was maniacally hacking at the door with a magical ax. I shouted into the phone, “Help; I’m in Brooklyn!”
Ideal City of Residence: Manhattan
Current job: Director of Press Communications for a NYS Assemblyman. In theory this job might be cool, but I studied Russian in college and the only Eastern Europeans in my dude’s district are Poles.
Dream job: Book Reader, World Traveler, Music Maker, Good Cook. Or the Program Assistant for Scholarship Programs at the Open Society Institute. But hey, I haven’t heard back and already expect the worst.
Resume claim to fame: I just can’t brag right now. What is the good of an excellent resume when all entry level jobs are going to 30 year olds?
Greatest achievement I don’t like to talk about on interviews: I avoided getting summer jobs after junior and senior year of college by going to Russia on a scholarship from the State Department!
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