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In the summer of 1992,
I was working a Saturday afternoon at the bar when
a guy walked in and handed me this resume. He
seemed to be on a serious job hunt, because he had
a lot of them. I just took it, said we weren't
hiring right now, and he left.
The
first thing I noticed was that it was ten pages
long, about nine more than a resume should be.
Then I started reading it. All I can say is, when
you think you've met the most whacked out fuck-job
that God could possibly make, in comes ol' Joseph
E. Evans. I can't imagine this was some elaborate
joke. The best part is, I don't think he was
finished. The last page just seems to drift off.
This is the ultimate paranoid conspiracy piece
I've ever read. The names have not been changed
to protect the innocent, because God protects the
innocent as a matter of his heavenly duties
(apologies to Vonnegut).
Anyway, I scanned the original resume he handed
me, because to re-enter it in the computer by
typing would lose the whole essence of this piece
of... something. You have to read it. Click each
link below to read the corresponding page. On
some pages, the scanner chopped off the top and
bottom line, so I had to type them in.
Since
posting this, I have had two people tell me that
they received the same thing from Joseph E. Evans
at around the same time (summer '92). Apparently,
he got around.
WARNING: It DOES tend to get a bit much. After
the first couple of pages, it just turns to
babble. However, for posterity's sake, I have
included the entire document. I like to be
thorough.
My
question to you is: would you hire him?
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