Chapter 18

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Notice to all guitarists, plumbers, painters, and artists and tradesmen of all types:

If you respond to my emails in kiddie-text style, with no capitalization, erratic spacing, and totally random punctuation, I will not hire you.

Why should I? The most basic things that you do are to eat, poop, and communicate in your native language. I don't care how you eat, as long as I don't have to watch. But what you send me tells me how well you do things. If you can't even write two or three sentences correctly, who needs you? You're a screwup.