I got a letter in the mail yesterday from a company I interviewed with awhile back. It was a courtesy note telling me I didn't get the job, but hey, I knew that already: Potential employers don't just stop taking your calls if they're really interested. It's kind of like calling a girl every couple of weeks and asking for a date. She never calls you back. If you have an I.Q. above 35, it's not to hard to take the hint.
I don't want to boast, but this company could have used an editor like me (puffs out chest and resists urge to bang he-manfully on it, a la Kong da king). They misspelled my name in the salutation. Not that it matters. In a brush-off letter, you aren't as careful about such things. But still, it's the principle of the thing. Attention to detail still matters to some of us.
It wasn't the letter itself, or the ego-impaling (not) misspelling of my first name that gave me pause. Rather, it was the language contained therein that prompted me to write this particular entry.
Read more:
http://www.theprovocation.net/2011/07/just-say-it-youre-expendable-you-suck.html