I need a few blood-drenched, sickle-wielding clowns to run through the lab, chasing a pack of screaming Japanese schoolgirls in tiny plaid skirts and white knee socks. It's just so boring in here. I swear.
Spat a few more resumes onto the Internet. I wonder: If I did that enough times, would I eventually crowd out all the other resumes on all the hard drives of the world, until I appeared to be the only available candidate?