Snarkity Snark-Snark-Snark

My idea of hell is willingly surrounding myself with people who self-identify as “snarky.” But that was before I considered the possibility of interviewing the applicants who answer the Craigslist ad “Snarky Writers Wanted to Cover Nightlife”:

A local publisher is looking for snarky, talented & responsible writers to contribute a MINIMUM of 100 nightlife reviews over a 4-month period (Dec. thru April) for a new nightlife guide. Experience with nightlife writing and/or professional publications is a big plus. Must be able to write in a clever, snarky, informative way. We are looking for writers who can commit to a large workload and work with our style. Ideal for a freelancer living in Manhattan. Think Gawker, not City Search.

To apply, please send a resume (no attachments!) and a short review (50 words) of your favorite bar…impress us with your snark and style! [Emphasis added . . . duh!]

Impresarios everywhere ought to be shaking in their boots, “Oh no! Please don’t skewer me with your acid tongue and that poison, poison pen on your mildly influential weblog! I’m so scared!”

Bonus Points: Other Snark; Snark . . . So 2003 (“Plucky and sharp upon first arrival, poor Snark skyrocketed to ubiquity and, predictably, soon became overused, overexposed, and had its meaning completely (and ironically) overhauled; the very use of the word (oftentimes uttered with the same petulant tone and pointing finger as one would use to bark, ‘J’accuse!’) became a demonstration of its definition. To call snark was to commit it, thereby rendering it as a word a self-fulfilling self-parody, and as a concept a paradoxical meta-oxymoron”).