Why I almost love Scribd
This morning I polished off a resume and wanted to share it with some companies and recruiters. Writing furiously on my Macbook at 5am in the guest bedroom, I said to myself,
“Self, let’s put this on Scribd and use the cool, new Flash viewer for documents.”
I used my Macbook Pro to choke out a Word document, then printed to a PDF. I dutifully uploaded the PDF to a brand spankin’ new account at Scribd.com. Then, S3 started to break on me at Scribd, sending me spurious XML errors. I tried my own S3 connections on iZoomr.com at 5am and, sure enough, they seemed to be misbehaving. Grrr… So, I uploaded it again using the sleep deprived mantra of, well, if it doesn’t work the first time, just whack it and try again. (I know, stupid, but we’ve all done it…)
Nine hours later my resume is still stuck in line. That must be like the lines I see here in Manhattan, wrapped around city blocks, swelled with good people who just lost their jobs on Wall Street. Nine hours. Man, I hate that. I really want to love Scribd. It has such promise.
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