Today In Unsolicited E-Mails
I get mail. This one came today, unsought, unanticipated, and unctuous, from some placement/staffing guy who clearly understands the extensive personnel needs of a writing teacher and sometime scribe:
I am representing the below talented professionals passively seeking their next permanent position.
I’m so using that one as soon and as often as I can. “I’m passively seeking my Nobel Prize in procrastination…”
(Actually, it made me think of Zombie Eyed Granny Starver Paul Ryan’s non-candidacy for president this year, but that’s another story.)
Consider this a safe-zone thread, with nothing to do with anyone whose initials are DT, BS or HC. Just take this as a glimpse of the more comfy* domestic absurdities that attend us every day.
*My fingers sped past my brain in my first attempt at that word: confit. Almost left it that way — I like the idea of confit absurdities.
Image: Johannes Vermeer, A Maid Asleep, c. 1656-1657