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Hidden Talents – No Resume Necessary.

An unemployed man going through the paper, sees an add for a job at the circus. The add says “Wanted an individual with crowd appeal. You must be able to grab the attention of the crowd, to make them feel happy and welcome here before each act.” Apply at the front office.

Since the man was a salesman, he figured that the Ringmasters job of introducing the acts, was right up his alley. It sure seemed like something he could do. As a salesman, he was very experienced in explaining things to customers, while wording things to grab their attention. Then once he had their attention, he made it seem like what he was selling, was the best thing on the face of the earth. He would reel the customers in with his expertise and then let them know exactly what they were going to get.

“Perfect” he shouted, knowing all along in his mind, that he was the right one for the job. So he got all handsomely dressed up in his best suit and set off on his way. Only making one stop for coffee along the way.

Arriving at the circus office after a short drive, he quickly grabbed his resume from the passengers seat and opened the door of the car to step out. As he did, the wind surprisingly caught hold of the resume, whisking it from his hand and onto the ground next to the car, in one fast swoop. Not wanting it to get dirty or blow away, hastily he leaned from the car to retrieve the resume, forgetting the fact that he still had the hot cup of coffee between his legs, that he picked up on the way.

“YE OW” he screamed, leaping from the car like his pants were on fire, splashing coffee everywhere and onto the resume as well, just as the wind was about to give it another big push. The resume flew several feet farther as he frantically danced around the lot, patting down his pants, trying to stop the sensations he was experiencing from the hot coffee against his legs.

When the burning finally subsided, he quickly focused in on the resume, only to see it be blown under a car a few spots away. Wondering how he was going to reach it, he sprinted back to his car. He had an idea, the umbrella in his trunk would be the perfect tool for the retrieval process. Grabbing his keys he walked back and opened the trunk, reaching in to grab the umbrella. As he bent over, the wind closed the lid down on his head hard enough for him to see stars. He flung the keys down in the trunk, quickly grabbing and rubbing his head for a moment, then hastily grabbing the umbrella, he stepped back from the trunk slamming the lid in discus.

He walked back to the car with the paper underneath, bent over with the umbrella and when he looked to find the paper, it was gone, apparently blown away with the last gust. So he started what must have looked like an unusual ritual. He began to sprint from car to car with the umbrella in hand, dropping to all fours and looking under the cars as if he were kid with a base ball bat, looking for a foul ball that had gotten away from the game.

He sprinted around and looked under the last car but without luck. It was gone, and with his head hung low, looking like a prize fighter who lost his championship belt, he walked back to his car. He approached his car door slamming it shut, and there, laying on the ground behind where the door had been open, was his resume. He bent over and picked up the resume, finally it was back in his possession. Then he looked at it. Not to bad he thought, a few coffee stains, a little wrinkled and dirty, but generally looking better overall, than he himself did now. So he paused for a moment and then headed straight for the office door.

A older, portly gentleman greeted the man at the door with a smile, knowing all along, that he was the right one. He asked the man if he was the one who called, then introduced himself as the manager. Never letting the man know that he had watched him from the moment he pulled in to the parking lot, until he made it to the door. He invited the frazzled man into the building, offered him a seat, took the tattered resume and then began intently listening to the man as he told of his long career in sales and mentioned how he felt he was the perfect candidate for the job.

The manager left and quickly returned with some rags and led him through a long hallway into a large room with a dim light shining in the middle. He tossed the rags to the man stepping back into the surrounding darkness while telling the man to put it on.

Put on rags? The man was puzzled. But upon further examination of the rags he found it to be an old coat, so he slipped it on. He stood there for a moment checking out the jacket. He reached into the top pocket and found a folded handkerchief that he started to pull from the pocket. His face became all scrunchy as he realized he had just pulled a second one out that was tied to the first. He pulled faster and faster and to his surprise they just kept on coming. All the while he was slowly stepping backwards and then he suddenly tumbled backwards over a small stool, he hadn’t noticed. Huge fake gold coins flew from one of the pockets and landed everywhere. He was ok though, because the floor was covered with thick blue spongy mats that he hadn’t noticed either.

He crawled around and around, gathering up a thousand coins and what seemed like an endless supply of handkerchiefs, placing them next to the stool. Then he sat down on the stool to wait, but shot up into the air like a rocket when he felt something wiggle behind him on the stool. With quick jerky movements, looking like he was in a straight jacket, he reached around into a large back pocket grabbing what was inside, only to pull out a bunny rabbit.

Recomposing himself and with a huge smile for the bunny, he sat down, only to once again be launched from the stool. He rose to a loud ringing sound, and while quickly setting down bunny, he started to check the pockets for the loud ringing. To his amusement he pulled out a huge alarm clock from another pocket. Then he saw bunny hopping away, so he suddenly started to chase it, so he wouldn’t loose it. He dove in mid air landing on his belly and grabbed the bunny before it disappeared out into the surrounding darkness of the room.

He stood up and he heard what sounded like the manager laughing and he was getting closer. Just then the manager appeared and walked up to the man with a big smile on his face and told the man that he was perfect and that the job was his if he wanted it.

“Oh Great” the man said, “I always wanted to be the Ringmaster of the Circus” he exclaimed!

“Ringmaster”, the manager laughed, “Although I could use an extra Ringmaster, I am looking for a clown and your a perfect fit”.

“I’ll Take It”, the man said with a smile.


To bad most employers don’t have the skills to look beyond a persons resume or it’s format and more towards the person they are interviewing. The ability to rely more on the interview itself is now becoming more a thing of the past. Personal traits and characteristics should be more of a factor over, some of the easily learned requirements. Many job requirements can be easily and quickly learned by most people in very short periods of time. But you can’t teach a person to have the mentality that goes with a job even though they may have the training.

That’s why many positions you see filled, get posted over and over again. Many managers today do not have the people skills to begin to tell whether or not someone is right for a job. Whether they fit and have the true mental capacity to do it. That’s why they are critiquing resumes so harshly now and now looking at credit scores so heavily for the answers. But a credit score, or a perfectly drafted resume isn’t going to tell you if they are mentally equip to do the job or are happy with their career, though it’s all they may have done. You have to find that out by interviewing them. It’s that simple. No resume needed. Just a quick verbal rundown of their history and the things they know, along with some good general discussion, should be enough to let you know if they are truly right to consider for the position, with or without all the important skills that you require.

Buy em a Book, Send em to School and look what you get!


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