This afternoon, during my normal afternoon routine of shark fighting and ostrich racing (both of which are national sports, here in Canada), I happened upon a rather amusing little job posting on Craigslist.
My curiosity was piqued when Alexander Blom, on Twitter, wrote, “Wow… This job ad came from a Toronto Councillor candidate?” Hook, line and sinker. I had to see what he was talking about, especially given my affinity for Craigslist ads.
I could tell from the tone of Alexander’s tweet that I was in for a treat, but when I started reading the ad placed by Victor Lucero, candidate for the position of City Councillor of Toronto Ward 7, I was appalled. Click the thumbnail to the right to read the original post.
You’re kidding, right?
Don’t misunderstand me. This blog post isn’t meant to be malicious in any way towards Mr. Lucero. But, well, just read that (if you can). You have to wonder if he wrote it himself, and if he didn’t, how hard would it have been to find someone even modestly proficient with the English language to write it for him?
Given the position this man is running for, one would assume that he would prefer to project an image of intelligence and professionalism. Yet, how easily you can ruin someone’s first impression of you with just a single block of spelling and grammatical errors. Don’t even get me started on the punctuation.
I couldn’t resist…
Out of the goodness of my heart (or, maybe, just my burning need to correct people’s grammar), I responded to Mr. Lucero’s ad on Craigslist with an offer of assistance. It was really more for my own sake than for his. And yes, I’m aware that makes me something of an ass.
I suppose I shouldn’t be surprised that Victor would take my suggestions under advisement. I mean, I don’t claim to be a master of the English language, but I do know I could do a lot better than that.
I took a quick look a few hours later, to see if the listing was the same, and to my surprise, all of its contents had been dumped, and replaced with my words, verbatim.
I was pleased and disappointed at the same time. Pleased, of course, that someone actually read my email. Disappointed, however, that I saw no message in my inbox thanking me for my help.
A simple “thank you.” Is that too much to ask?
I hadn’t heard about Victor Lucero until today, and I bear no ill will towards him. After all, it’s just a little Craiglist ad. But something like this does tend to make me think less of a person.
First impressions are king. More specifically, the way you interact with and treat others, in whatever capacity, right from the start. Who cares if you’re embarrassed? You’d be surprised what a difference a simple “thank you,” or a short, courteous message, can make.
A little dramatic? Maybe. But sometimes it’s the little things that count, and if I was going to vote for you before, Victor, I wouldn’t now. Oh, and by the way… You’re welcome.
EDIT: I received an email from Mr. Lucero thanking me for my message a few hours after posting this, which is satisfying. However, I feel that the idea behind this post, regarding first impressions and saying thank you, still applies.1 person has commented. What do you think?
These days, there seems to be no better place to look for anything you need than Craigslist. Second-hand gadgets. Cars. Bikes. Stolen puppies. Furniture. Robot components from the future. Romance. Even things people just want to get rid of for free. You name it, Craig‘s got it.
The Personals section can be a lot of fun to read through when you have a few minutes to kill. Some of the listings people put up in the dating and “missed connections” sections are unbelievably weird, and great for a cheap laugh. So, when Tara was talking about some of the listings she was reading the other night, I thought it might be funny to create a ridiculous personal ad myself (obviously directed at her) and post it.
I took to Craigslist and started writing a personal ad in the “men seeking women” section. It took me about five minutes to write. My intention, the whole time, was to write something that would immediately sound so ridiculous that nobody would take it seriously. Especially if I mentioned someone by name.
There’s no way anyone would actually respond, right?
I got four responses within half an hour of posting it. I was surprised. Seriously. Read this crap (click the image to the right). Tell me if you don’t immediately know that it isn’t for real. By the way, the “PAWTY PLATTAH” and “WITH MY PANTS” parts are Clone High references. You know, just so you don’t think I’m weird or anything.
In any case, for the record (I say that too much), I’m not interested in Craigslist dating. Especially after being told by @4Whorin, “I met my first love AND my first STD on the Craigslist personals.” Dude makes me laugh.
But I’ll admit that one of the people who responded to the ad piqued my curiosity. She described herself as nerdy (bonus points), and in her email signature, quoted, “God is real unless declared an integer.” Both of which I appreciated, as a geek myself. Sounds like a cool person, at the very least.
So there you have it. What started as a joke with Tara ended as an interesting social experiment with surprising results.
Maybe people are more attracted to “ridiculous” than I thought. I know I am.4 people have commented. What do you think?