overqualified

On my way to a gig on Orangeville yesterday, I passed a large dry cleaning store. They had a big sign out front: SHIRT PRESSER REQUIRED, PLEASE SUBMIT RESUME.

It got me thinking: what kind of a resume does a shirt presser need to submit? B.A. in starched collars, M.A. in button sowing, PhD in sleeve tucking, years of international experience, personal shirt presser to Sir Elton John (for 7 hours only - Sir Elton fired me in a fit of rage, the bitch!) - and voila, the shirt pressing gig in Orangeville is yours for the taking!

Don't get me wrong: I NEVER denigrate any job and shirt pressing is as important - perhaps more so - than playing swing tunes to sleepy crowds. I just don't get the resume thing: I mean, why can't you just walk in, tell the boss about your previous experience, let him/her allow you to do a few shirts and decide. A resume is something that an engineer needs to submit, n'est ce pas?

In the meantime, we have doctors, engineers, designers, architects, dentists and professors with resumes up the wazoo driving cabs in Toronto. What a crying shame!

The Orangeville gig was fun....played at the train station before people boarded their special "Mystery Tour" train for a ride down the Forks of the Credit.