BREAKING: Dartmouth Chick With Killer Resume Fails to Get Job
Stop the presses! Dartmouth grad Jennifer Krimm (’06) has a killer resume, knows Arabic, and was president of her senior class. And she’s unemployed! And, since such a tragic turn of events — 20-something between jobs, craving tasteful work in non-profit sector — has never happened before, the Washington Post saw fit to publish Ms. Krimm’s MySpace blog rant eloquent musings. From “Want Fries With That Frustration?”:
When I was turned down for a purely administrative job at a nonprofit because the other candidate had a master’s degree, I knew that there was something very wrong with the economy.
Because unemployment statistics, factories closing, uninsured children, and homeless families the nation throughout? Totally unconvincing. But this:
I am waiting to see whether Borders thinks I’m qualified to work as a cashier.
Humiliating. Everyone knows it’s only okay if it’s an indie bookstore. Otherwise you’re forced to interact with icky normal people who drink wine out of boxes and don’t even know who Proust is, when you are a quarter of the way through the first book of Remembrance of Things Past, and even though it’s slow and kinda boring, you totally like it, because you are totally smart, and spent enough money on your education to own, like, several small houses in a shitty part of town.
But wait. It gets worse. She’s so poor, she’s riding the subway!
I seriously considered standing at the top of the Farragut North Metro Station during rush hour in a suit, resumes in one hand and a poster listing my qualifications in the other. I haven’t done it, but like the economy, I haven’t reached rock bottom.
Wait, they don’t sell newspapers at metro stations anymore? Because this paragraph:
I moved to Adams Morgan in October convinced that my stint studying al-Jazeera in the Middle East as a Fulbright scholar, my internship at the White House, my public relations experience in Kuwait and my Ivy League education in government and international relations would give me an edge.
Is sort of the same thing.
UPDATE: In the WaPo column, Krimm retells a self-mythologizing tidbit she used in a D article once:
Before Jennifer Krimm ’06 applied to Dartmouth from a poor, rural area in Kentucky, her guidance counselor told her that women go to college to find who they are going to marry.
“She said, ‘You could go to an in-state college, find a husband and then save a lot of money when you drop out.’ She ripped my Yale [University] application in half and refused to fill it out,” Krimm said.
An impressive gesture, given the tensile strength of a 20-odd page college app. Poor Jennifer. If only the stars had aligned different, maybe she’d be a Yalie. We hear they do pretty well in DC.
