We've all gone out for jobs we weren't sure we really wanted. Hell, the entire job interview process is shame-spiral-inducing. Sometimes, though, a job comes along that seems tailor made for you, and, for one questionably lucky woman, this gig might be it.
There's a man out there who is sick to death of the daily crawl. He wants to strike out on his own. Be his own boss! But he can't do it alone, and he's looking for a plucky assistant to help him succeed. Is he Sherlock Holmes? The Doctor? Batman? No! He is, however, a huge Star Wars fan.
Let's step back a minute and look at the larger picture. The startup company, which will be in the field of media/arts publishing will, apparently, be a mix of The Economist, Star Wars, Alien and The Nerdist Podcast. Okay. Nothing wrong with dreaming big.
To the gig proper, the newly minted entrepreneur is looking for more than just a driver. This man is looking for someone interested in "psychology, mathematics, broadening the mind through travel, philosophy, pop-culture, film, reading, and exploring the world." And we'd be remiss if we didn't mention that she ought to be "a bit of a gamer chick."
But all this is peanuts when compared with the main event. There is one thing that is required, so much so that everything else is irrelevant. You must look like Juno from the videogame Star Wars: The Force Unleashed.
Seriously. The prospective employer wants Juno so bad that "if you look and speak like Juno I probably hire you regardless of say well anything, even disclosures of violent psychotic fits of rage on your resume; I support we can find a way to work around that :)"
Fits of rage? Smiley face? That man is COMMITTED. And, apparently, he's offering $20 an hour. So there you are, ladies. Have at it!