I sit with the arduous task before me. My mother is here, giving her two cents (in what I thought I labeled a "nickels only" machine). "You've got to sell yourself, baby," she asserts in a kindergarten teacher's encouraging tone. The voice inside my head began to speak in the thick and all too distinguishable accent of sarcasm. No, really? "They've got to know that you want a job with their company." Am I missing something? Isn't that the purpose of submitting a resumé? "I think in your cover letter you should write: 'I am very, very, very, very, very interested in employment.'" Shoot me?