To be honest I find reading résumés or CVs (curriculum vitae) slightly depressing. The use of French or Latin terms seems to impart a sense of the exotic to something that is often exciting as my aunt Martha’s laundry list. Indeed, curriculum vitae – the route of life sounds so profound, that it must inevitably be an anticlimax. On the other hand my CV is a model of terseness, with just hints at my skills.
My current bout of reading is caused by one of my staff returning home to South Africa and the need to replace him with a decent Business Objects and Oracle Reports report writer to work on a customer’s Oracle E-Business Suite system. I feel a long search coming on.
My younger daughter has just had to write a CV for her work experience placement from school. This is her second such document in as many weeks, she has also volunteered to help at our local ski centre (indoor, real snow) in return for free snowboarding slope-time. She is keen to become an engineer making artificial limbs (why?) and is studying engineering and electronics at school. She as natural flair at find our how things work, but I was a bit put out to read in hobbies section she had “taking my hamster apart to find out how it worked and rebuilding it” – perhaps she should have said robotic hamster. She was a little bit more subtle for the volunteer post when they asked for career aspirations, she put down “accountancy” in case they thought first choice a tad odd… that’s my girl.