I never stated my fraternal association on any curriculum vitae.
Rather, as a frat-brother, you'll get insider info from other frat-brothers and will be guided by them in the right direction to land a lucrative job. "Philistines" (non-fraternity members) won't even know that you're "connected" - or, at least, they won't know the basis of the connection.
In uncontrolled situations (conferences, job interviews into which you are going "blind," etc.), you'll wear a tiny fraternity pin in your label, and no "outsiders" will be any the wiser. There are also various words one can use that seem quite unimportant, but which will identify you as an "insider" to fellow "insiders." Better than secret handshakes.
Regards,
Perhaps you wear your label on your lapel?
Civilians in my days were called Gamma Delta Iotas…Gosh Darned Independents (the actual words are mortally sinful - I’ll keep ya out of hell). And, to let you know “they” were in on it, they wore GDI letters on sweatshirts.
In addition, fraternities on campus had their own personalities. Sometimes those personalities weren’t universal - you could be the Animal House at your college, then road trip to a different chapter and they’d be bookworms. Thus, putting your fraternity on your CV was , for most people, a Bad Idea (unless you were in a “buy-a-frat” situation, eg AGR was the “fraternity” for the Agriculture majors-no hazing or pledging).
Th other element at play here is the personality of a chapter can morph over time. My chapter is nothing like what we were in the 80s. That’s probably a good thing - fat, drunk and stupid is no way to go through life, son. But if this girl thinks other Zetas will automatically hire her, she’s likely being sold a bill of goods by the actives AND alumni.
My fraternity association is not something I advertise. It did help me one time for sure. I was at homecoming visiting my fraternity, ironically enough. Sunday morning I was speeding to beat the check out time for my hotel room, which was about 25 miles away from campus. Police officer inquired why I was in such a rush. I told him truthfully. He asked some specifics, which school? which fraternity? After I told him I was a Sigma Pi alum, he told me to have a nice day and gave me the hand shake.