Cover Letter (an honest Cover Letter)

Although my years of cover letter writing experience are few, I have an extensive amount of training and I have read several. And by several, I mean… hundreds. I have edited those letters for friend, family, and colleagues, and I have screened them for filling positions.

Not so long ago, I spent a long time writing several cover letters. And I began to wonder what would happen if someone (I considered turning that “someone” into me) were to submit a cover letter like this.

Dear Hiring Manager:

Although there is a good chance that you will not read this letter, I have spent a great deal of time agonizing over its contents. I have tailored my language to match your job posting, although it was vague. I have also extensively researched your company, and have done my best to figure out if I could spend the majority of my waking hours following your mission. After all of my research, I’m still interested in the position, and I would like to be honest in my cover letter.

Although I don’t meet every one of your expectations, I meet most of them. I do not know how to use all of the software that is specific to your company, but I have spent a decent amount of time around computers. What I lack in experience, I make up for in a willingness to learn. I know that I don’t have ten years of professional experience, but I do have two degrees, and I have a wide range of skills. Paul told Timothy to not let people look down on him because of his age. I hope you agree with him. It’s not culturally acceptable to state this outright, but I am quite intelligent and pick up new concepts quickly. I am honest to the point of being blunt, and I’m not particularly exciting. But, my Momma and Daddy taught me to work hard, and I haven’t forgotten that lesson.

The position for which you are hiring sounds like something I would do well at. I may not look the best on paper, but I promise I’d give it everything that I could. I know that every candidate that a company chooses to hire is a risk. I am a risk worth taking.

Please, be willing to take a chance on me.





Cover letter-editted

Even though it’s tongue in cheek, this is what a cover letter needs to say. Except… in a more finessed manner. What’s your best cover letter story?

If you’d like actual help with a cover letter, see this post


I know that I’ve been doing some serious writing on here recently, but I thought today I might attempt to make you giggle.

Husband-Man is a champion sleeper. He can sleep on boats, planes, cars, you name it. He also falls  asleep quickly. So quickly that in our almost three years of marriage, I have gotten used to being the last one to fall asleep every night. He is also not a night person. He starts to move in slow motion after 10:00 PM,  and at 11:00 PM, he’s sleepy enough that I ask him to tell me all of his secrets (he doesn’t ever have any).

One night, about two and a half months ago, Husband-Man and I were getting ready to sleep, and were playing with our respective electronic devices. I needed a drink of water, and went down to the kitchen to get myself a glass. I brought it back upstairs with me, and found Husband-Man fast asleep in bed. After one minute. He was out cold.

Confession time: I like to pull pranks on people. And Husband-Man was a prime target. He gets a really funny expression on his face when he’s startled awake. So, as any good wife would do, I decided to scare him. I jumped on him, and was very satisfied with the momentary look of terror on his face. I wish I had taken a picture of it. What was less than satisfying was the pain I felt in my right wrist upon landing in the bed. I sprained my wrist.

I’m planning on sharing more about the recovery process in the next few days, but it has involved x-rays, MRIs, and physical therapy. I try to focus this blog on finding and sharing the deeper meaning of what’s going on in every day life, but sometimes, I can’t find a deep meaning in it. I just have to trust that God has orchestrated things according to a plan that I can’t see.

And, I have a sneaking suspicion that He’s had a good laugh at how I injured myself just like my physical therapist has. Have a good Tuesday, everyone!

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