Don’t Send a Resume!
June 5, 2007
“Don’t Send a Resume” is a book by Jeffrey Fox with some great insights on how to go about getting your dream job. I’m going to paste a review from Amazon that I found to be a good summary of the talking points. The author of the review, Donald Mitchell, has a great blog as well. Clicking on the text below will take you to his blog.
His basic blueprint for getting a job entails these steps:
(2) research those organizations
(5) estimate the economic value of what you can do for the organization
(6) bring helpful ideas to the interview
(7) conduct an analysis of what the organization needs during the interview
(8) write and send that individualized resume
(9) Follow-up with a thank you letter within a day with some new idea in it
(10) Plan any subsequent interviews to reflect what you’ve learned.
Add the most value you can to the lives of others . . . and to yourself!
So in my search for the bestest gosh-darn place to work in Houston, I’ve come across some mighty cool companies. The first of these I’d like to profile is APQC.
People, HOW DID I NOT know about them until today? What rock was I living under the last 3 years in H-town? I consider myself pretty versed in business acumen. Just me saying acumen means I’m pretty smart. And cool. But APQC and its staff could blow my acumen out of the water any day of the week. Just check out their knowledge base for starters:
APQC puts enough knowledge online for you to blow a number of brain-valves – don’t OD.
Yeah. Tell me about it. It frickin’ rocks. I read a lot of business books and such, but this is some seriously cool schmazz.
Oh, and they have a blog and everything too. I just posted a comment on a recent blog post over there about.. uh.. blogging. And somewhere the blog police just got in their blog squad car to come tell me I used derivatives of the word blog too many times in a paragraph. Anyone know a good hideout in H-town?
10. A round of golf. I stink but I love to golf, so you’d win and I could boost your ego. Also, you’re super rad.
9. A drink. Or not. While I don’t drink, I’m all about buying a drink for a future boss in the hopes that a few brain cells get killed before I say “You da man now, dawg!“
8. A Bugatti Veyron. Well, actually, that’s supposed to file under “10 ‘I Can’t Buy You’s But I Want to So Gimme A Job”. Fair ’nuff?
7. Some catchy, zany office supply item with your company logo and my name on it, with my future job title. The job title sounds very important and is wholly awesome.
6. A kitten. We’ve all seen posts online that the poor kitten is going to be shot if somebody doesn’t give someone what they want. Hint hint. (But watch out, they fight back.)
5. Lunch at Fogo de Chao. Lemme tell you, if you haven’t had Brazilian churrasco, you haven’t lived. Trust me on this one. Mmm… meat.
4. ‘Stros tix. I’ve heard that more cush jobs have been handed out in the 7th inning stretch than all other innings combined. I don’t know what that means, no. It just sounded statistic-y and I’m short on statistics for this list. And truthiness.
3. A man-icure. If you’re a lady (and I hope you are, because boss-lady is more fun to say than boss-man), you’ll see I’m not afraid to have my cuticles mangled and don’t cry under pressure (sniffle). It’s that or tix to the gun show. Take your pick. (whispers: gun show)

2. My favorite business book. Or your favorite business book. Or Oprah’s favorite book this month. Books. People don’t read enough books these days. @#$% bloggers! Er…
1. A singing telegram. While you may not hire me, I guarantee you will never forget me. And that means I win. Insert maniacal laugh here. Or a maniacal singing telegram.
News at 11.
