Dog walkers wanted. Must have PhD?

From a self-important post on CRAIGSLIST, advertising employment as a part-time ‘dog walker’; one of those chaps you see walking numerous unruly canines throughout the city.

RE: “Dog Walking” Position The successful candidate must have ALL of the following: working cell phone, prior work references (not your friends or relatives – only professional references will be accepted), car or bike, working internet access/email, outstanding written and verbal communications skills AND a BACHELOR’S DEGREE!

A Bachelors Degree,…to walk dogs! No mention of either ‘must love dogs’ or ‘must love animals’ …. No mention of the prerequisite physical stamina needed to herd a gaggle of caffeinated Jack Russell Terriers through a public park! No,…

My response Subject: You must be kidding!

Ok, I understand everything in your ad up to a point. Communicating is important. References and transportation to and from the job is important. I’ll give you a pass on requiring “outstanding written and verbal communication skills” after all, what does a dog know besides the verbal ‘Sit’, ‘Stay’ and all that.

But a Bachelors Degree to walk dogs? Simply put: you are quite insane.

Their self-important response which was swift and sure;

“If you look at the qualifications of our walkers and compare them with qualifications of other services’ walkers, they are outstanding. We’re picky and we want our business to be represented well by educated, knowledgeable people, which it is.

Sorry if that offends you.”

Not being one to’ let a sleeping dog lie’ I just had to point out the obvious.

“…It is not an offensive ideal for an employer to want the best possible people.

What is offensive is the ridiculous notion that a Bachelor’s Degree is required to operate a pooper scooper. A bit over-qualified if you ask most people.

Perhaps you should take this foolishness to its logical conclusion and require all your walkers to hold a PhD from one of the Ivys?
Have a nice day….”

I’m still waiting for a response

Chronicles of the Absurd

I am really starting to love Sarah Palin. Just when you think she can not be anymore absurd, she tops herself.

She recently posted on her “failbook” page that she thinks President Obama needs to call her so she can educate him on how to act like an executive, and how to deal with the oil companies since she herself has had SO much experience in dealing with an oil spill aka the Exxon fiasco.

Well…the Exxon Valdez spill in Prince William Sound happened in 1989. What was she doing in 1989? She was at home starting her child army. She was not elected to any “official” public office until 1992-a full 3 years after the disaster. She was appointed to an Alaskan “Oil Commission” but only served a year on that board. I suppose approving a transcontinental oil pipeline (which is currenlty facing legality charges in Canadian First Nations) gives her all the experience she needs when dealing with an environmental disaster such as the loss the entire GULF OF MEXICO.

Thanks Sarah, but No thanks. If the President needs to know how to hunt or play hockey, he’ll call you.

Rehomo News W/ Billy C. ; )

Rehoboth news

Hello Gaylawere!

Billy Here with all the Family news.

Today in Rehoboth Beach The queers were out in force as the temperatures rose and the season sprang into full swing. No gray skies, but plenty of  gray hairs, and the younger crowd never fails to make an appearance on Friday and Saturday.

The Aqua Grille recently had their Summer opening. Speaking of openings, the Aqua Servers are back. Their trademark black muscle shirts, and over all bodily beauty is sure to give any patron a sudden urge to sit down. Does your mother know you work here? The sea of polo shirts and plaid Bermuda shorts ensures that no matter who you are, you’re only a stoli and tonic away from being completely ignored by everyone.

The Fish will Fly at the Seafood shack. This moderately priced intimate space gives every flounder a chance to shack up. Forget the worms this trip. These ladies are all about the fish food.

The Blue Moon, Where you’ll never see me standing alone. Cram on in to the Moon for plenty of groin graizing and “accidental” bumps. Moderatley priced and great place to make plans for later.

Feeling bored yet. Not your scene. That ok. We know You like it a little bit dirtier.  Then Race to Ladies and Lace, the Double LL to the locals. If you like cheap, and dirty, and Urinals with Ice, then this dim lit bar will be extremely BEARable.

If you’re anything like me you like your men au natural. While there is no water front nudity in Rehoboth, you’d never know it at poodle beach. Speedo Stock goes through the roof when the boys in rehomo hit the surf. Body dismorphia has never been hotter.

Well ,That about wraps up this queer little romp down Rehoboth Avenue. I’m off to the Frogg Pond where you never know what you’re gonna get. And, that’s the way I like it.

Bringing you the news about all things Rehomo, this is Billy C. here saying.

Get him while he’s drunk!

Billy C.

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