Well, there it is. My old resume.
I discuss the resume in the accompanying video clip as well. (The one with me and the old dirt bike).
I thought I would have some fun by hiding my resume in my blog, but it seems that no one has found it, or at least has let on that they found it.
So here it is.
The Extended Warranty Company was a public company when I had worked there, and after I left it was later made private, and subsequently sold.
Now, I would wager that most Law Professors and legal minds in general would be a bit baffled by the whole motor vehicle service contract/warranty business, and even the roughest and the toughest old judge out there would be a mere plaything, or silly putty in the hands of a slick car salesman in that high pressure closing booth.
But old Johnny worked in the trenches, so to speak, with a bunch of people from the Car Dealership business, and learned a few things. And I have some good stories to tell about Extended Warrantys if I can get some time to set them down properly.
And if I could pass on anything to a person (most likely a kid in his or her 20's or 30's) just out of Law School, it would be this:
Look for a Mentor that will guide you, and watch out for you.
I didn't have that, for all of my mentors were mentorly retarded.
I got my first real job out of law school by cold calling. (Which is admirable, since it shows initiative and hustle and pluck and etc.)
However, when you cold call out there in the streets, you might get picked up by just about anyone.
And that is all I want to say about that.
With respect to the Insurance Salesman job in 2006, I got that by dropping the JD from my resume, and after a few months into the job I told the Managers/Owners that I had a JD.
Well, they looked at me like I had two heads, as in: "What in God's name are you doing here?" and after that, everybody in the Agency was a bit strange towards me.
My marriage broke up in 2006, and I moved away, and naturally left the Insurance Sales job. That job paid 35K a year, and with no Commissions.
It did have an excellent Health Insurance plan, as do a lot of sales type jobs.
Anyway, I expect lots of views for this post, since this is the sort of topic that draws a lot of views, and I will add notes to this post later.
But for now, here is the old resume and some discussion by just another run of the mill painterguy. A toad with a rusty old suit of tin, that ain't no ones knight in shining armor no more no way and no how.
Just another drummer. A buck fifty an hour Bif Loman who landed on the Student Loan ash heap.
Lost in space. Lost in Time. Lost in Debt. Lost in faith. Lost in the world.
* A little trivia: I actually dealt with Rush Limbaugh's father's old Law Firm in Cape Giardeau Missouri. A Partner called me up and demanded in no uncertain terms that his client's Extended Warranty claim (Which the Company had denied) be paid in full.
My reply was something like: "Wow! And Golly! Of Course we will honor the claim, and can you send me one of those Rush Limbaugh neckties?"
But the partner never did send me that tie. Hmph!
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Now, as far as the Book, "Men of Steel" that I mention at the bottom of my resume goes: I did help my father work on it. He dictated and I typed a lot of material.
I also did a lot of research with a lot of help from my ex-wife.
The book is about the literal construction of all the steel framework for the World Trade Center Towers.
My family, for 3 generations on my father's side, has been involved in Steel Erection, which is a specialty field within the heavy construction industry.
The book chronicles the history of the company and the family business, and the many projects done by the old Koch company in the US.
As I have mentioned before, my Grandfather erected all the steel for the US Supreme Court building in 1932. He also worked on the Manhattan Project.
And of course my father was an officer of the Company, and supervised the work on the WTC in the late 1960's and early 70's.
So, in the film below you can see my family name on one of the Kangaroo Cranes @ 1:07
@1:52 is a typical floor panel, and my brother and I used to watch the men welding these giant panels together in Koch company shop in Cartaret New Jersey. None of them remain of course, but there is one at the bottom of the Kill Van Kull River that was dropped by a helicopter after a failed attempt to transport the panels to the WTC site by air.
As a kid, I saw the panel flapping crazily in the wind, and watched the helicopter release it and drop it into the river and, like I say, it should still be there.
At the end of this clip @5:22 is my Dad on the far left waving his helmet on topping out day for one of the towers, next to his brother-in-law, or rather my uncle. Another uncle is operating one of the cranes somewhere in this clip.
Anyway, it is almost Sept 11, and it is hard to believe that 10 years have gone by already.
I never got involved in steelwork because it is highly dangerous work, and my father had been hurt on the job once.
But maybe everything one does in life is dangerous, smehow, or someway. The desk bound executive dies of artery disease or stroke or stress. The construction worker is maimed. The pro football player or the baseball catcher ends up all bashed up at the end.
I don't know.
But anyway, here is the film clip:
