They don’t make resumes like they used to.
Picture this. It’s 1965. You’re in the position to hire a young comedian. I know, I know. You must be old by now if you could hire a kid way back in 1965, but try not to think about that right now. Focus on 1965. You’ve got a stack of resumes on your desk because they didn’t have email or YouTube or VHS and so you’re left with paper. Stacks and stacks of paper. You sort through it and then you come to this.
It’s the resume, the work history, the autobiography if you will, of a young whippersnapper named Woody Allen.
They tell you to keep your resume to one page, no matter how old or experienced you are. But don’t go back in time five decades and tell that to Woody. He turned out OK. This is how OK he already was by the time he was turning 30.
So here is page 2: