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From: leo@cca.UUCP (Louise Osterman)
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Subject: Re:  Headhunters and Hearthunters
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Date: Fri, 17-Jan-86 09:50:39 EST
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When going to a headhunter, you take in a sheet of facts and information about
yourself that you've selectively chosen to represent your professional self.  
The headhunter tries to match those particular skills and experience up with 
positions requiring what you have to offer.  It's all somewhat straight-
forward.  

When Aunt Pain-in-the-Neck tries to "fix you up" with someone, she generally 
doesn't know scat about what interests you in another human being, and doesn't 
really care.  She probably thinks of you like a can of chicken noodle soup 
on the shelf and tries to match you up with chicken rice soup, thinking it 
will make a nice blend; in reality, you may be split pea with bacon.  Ever 
tried mixing split pea and bacon with chicken rice soup?  (If so, you ought
to subscribe to net.cooks...:-))

Some things in life cannot be explained logically - personal experience and
emotion take over.  I went on two blind dates (when I was at the tender age of
nineteen and not particularly assertive) - brothers of women I knew.  One had
about half my IQ and the other was duller than Cream of Wheat.  I'm probably 
more like pizza - lots of possibilities and never quite the same from one 
time to the next.  Imagine mixing pizza with Cream of Wheat?!