If you really want to hear about it, the first thing you’ll probably want to know is where I live, and what my last lousy job was like and what I’ve been doing since, and all that Charlie and the Chocolate Factory kind of crap, but I don’t feel like going into it, if you want to know the truth. In the first place, that stuff bores me, and in the second place, my last few jobs have been real classified and my old bosses would file about two lawsuits apiece if I told anything pretty secret about them. Besides, I’m not going to tell you my whole goddam autobiography or anything.
Anyway, I got to thinking that I should do something with myself. I asked D.B. about it, he’s my brother and all, and he said I should write you since he knows you and he could put in a good word. Which just killed me, I’m not too crazy about working anyway, but after a while I sort of came around on the idea. Now I don’t want to end up in some business office, throwing paper clips at the nearest stenographer, that’s why D.B. suggested you first off. He started going on about resumes and interviews, he kept asking me a lot of questions, too, all that is just too much. Of course I can’t even bother with resumes, if there’s one thing I hate it’s resumes. Don’t even mention them to me.
Respectfully yours,
Holden Caulfield
hcaulfield@penceyprep.edu
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