On Friday I had a job interview. The woman couldn’t download my resume so on the way over I printed out a few copies at Kinko’s. I’ve looked over my resume so much lately I practically have it memorized.

I handed her a copy confident.  An internship for essentially nothing in a school.  I have an MA, I had this.  Small pay for lots of work, it was in the bag.  This is how Pierce feels shooting foul shots. This is how we used to feel watching the Celtics.

“You do realize you have misspelled writing on this?”

I had spelled it writging.  On my resume it said I have an MA in Writging with honors.

“So tell me more about this writing scholarship you received in undergrad?” she said in some disbelief

My face was tomato red. I’ve studied writing for years. I call myself a writer.  And there it was misspelled. A sheet of paper representing all my worth, and I had made a mistake one of her ten year-old students could have avoided.

This was the Celtics last night.  They called themselves champions.  People have been saying they didn’t have the same depth, KG was out.  Powe was out. But lets give them some credit.  Even with all of the injuries, last night was not a fair representation of their team.  Tired, injured, I don’t care. They were not the champions we know.  They got lost in the page last night.  Howard challenged them and they blushed. 

Perkins looked straight out terrified.  Pierce couldn’t sink a foul shot; in fact he could barely draw a foul.  House forgot how to through threes. Rondo decided he was over lay-ups. 

It’s just a shame their typo came game seven.  We all have these days.  We just aren’t millionaires regardless.  But they did give us the championship last year so maybe we should give them a break. With the Bs and Celts out and summer on its way, at least we can get our priorities straight.

I’m talking about something far more important than job hunting, I’m talking baseball. Finally we can all talk baseball again.