My Career as a Weatherman

First off, I had no career.  I applied and was never contacted. 

When I saw that a local TV station needed a new weather personality, I thought I could probably fill that position.  I know some types of clouds.  I am pretty good as guessing when it is going to rain (or not.  Take today for example - I guarantee it will not rain today).  I also know how to read a map.

I can talk about stupid local events and whatnot.  I like kids, in general (but not the particularly loud ones).  Come on, why would I NOT be in contention for a weatherman position?

I said all of this in my cover letter and I figured I’d at least get a turn in front of the green screen.  At the very least I’d get a call.  But nothing.  No call, no email, not even a letter.

So blah on you, local station which is still looking for a weatherman.  You could have had that position filled by now if you had just given a shot to the untrained, inexperienced, unproven amateur who sent you his resume.  Lest we forget - that’s exactly how Maya Angelou got HER job as America’s favorite poet.

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