Aye, aye, aye . . .

It has often been observed that Gen X-ers care about nobody as much as themselves. Their writings are revelatory. Recently, I read a resume summary of a person looking for a new job. It consisted of eleven sentences; 8 started with “I” (the other three started with . . . “My . . .”., “If I . . .”, and “Although, I . . .”). Nothing in the summary addressed the reader and told prospective employers what would be in it for them, if they hired this person. It’s all aye, aye, aye . . .