Filed under: Lame, Wonkette, Internet, Gawker, Nick Denton
Old Media, new media, who can tell the difference anymore? As Wonkette begins its search for its next batch of recent college grads to work for criminally low wages, you gotta wonder if this is really what Web 2.0 was supposed to look like. From their latest job description:
Would you like to get paid to sit on your ass all day and TiVo? If you answered in the affirmative to this question then you may have a place on the Gawker team. We’re looking for a DC tv watcher for an exciting array of future projects such as recontextualizing tv shows…Typical duties will include cutting clips from popular political news shows. Perfect for someone fresh from film/broadcasting school looking to get a start in the business. Please submit a one-liner bio and a link to some of your past work to dcvideo[AT]gawker.com (Important: Do NOT send submission to any other e-mail addresses, as those resumes will be deleted unread.)
Yeah, because Gawker Media owner Nick Denton is so busy counting his millions that he can’t read your damn one-liner if you send it to his real e-mail address.
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