the great leslie

I just sent the wrong cover letter to a job I'm applying for online. I almost wish I hadn't discovered this mistake, then I wouldn't feel so stupid about it. And I wonder if by telling all of you, thus admitting the huge mistake and making excuses for it in public, it will somehow negate the mistake and I will feel better. So, audience, I'm using you. Which I guess is what the blog is all about anyway...or what it comes down to.

"Everyone makes mistakes" is not comforting when one is touting herself as "detail-oriented." Sure, I catch a lot of stuff and produce sentences that are generally grammatically sound. But I don't have the eagle eye, especially when looking at my own work. Sometimes rereading is so excruciating that I just want to skim it and get it away from me. I realize how ridiculous that sounds, especially at this moment, when I am trying to convince people of my true greatness. Note to self: quash the self-consciousness.

A friend tells me that no one ever reads the letters anyway. But I got a job once from my letter. My soon-to-be boss called me and said: "I got your nice letter." So I obsess over each one and by the end I just can't read it anymore, which leads to mistakes that are needling. Or laughable, being that they are so dumb.