Every Wednesday I apply for jobs -- it's a pretty routine process which so far has yielded a whole lot of nothing. Last week, I applied for a job as a Postie (a Kiwi mailman). Some of you may already know that I have always wanted to be a mailman - mainly because there are no clients, no office politics, it's good exercise, and you get to wear a really cool uniform (no, I'm not being ironic).
My application for a Postie was rejected within minutes of its submission, no doubt an email auto-reply. I'm not surprised. That a job like this is generally gained only through knowing someone is not news. But I'll keep trying. I can't imagine a cooler job than tooling around NZ on a bike every day, getting paid.
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