Workplace
Would the audience wish to respond?
Yes I would like to address the crew members involved with hiring and creating new roles for seeking individuals. First off I would like to acknowledge the efforts being put forth to expand the normalcy of the work environment. The new pathways of hybrid, remote, traveling, and interstate opportunities is a refreshing new trend if I must admit. Now I do have a few concerns with the success rate for someone like myself who desires to work. Personally the last few years have been times of learning and coming to terms with true intentions of others and the primitive behaviors people expose through competitive aims for status and position within companies.
By "Show"5 years ago in Confessions
Why I Drive Rideshare
I have been asked many times why I have chosen to drive rideshare and work in the gig economy as my way to support myself especially considering the recent murder of Joshua Miller, an Uber driver, here in Dallas. I have a great resume, good work ethic, and could probably get a nice, safe office job making the same amount of money, so why do I put my life and health on the line to do rideshare?
By Julie O'Hara - Author, Poet and Spiritual Warrior5 years ago in Confessions
I Spent Three Years Selling Healing Crystals as Cure-Alls
For three years, my Monday afternoons, Thursday evenings, and Sundays were spent at a hole in the wall gem shop next to a medical marijuana dispensary. To date, it was the highest-paid and most interesting job I’ve ever had.
By Kae Smith5 years ago in Confessions
ADHD isn't real
S#PSA - #ADHD is a real disability. I have the bank account to prove it. Despite each and every one of the people in my life being employed, I am chronically unemployed. My unemployed status frustrates me because I went to great schools, have great knowledge, and have added immense value to every workplace I've been in. Then I was punched in the jugular:
By Cristal Harris5 years ago in Confessions
Newbie Nurse
Becoming a nurse isn't something I chose, nursing chose me. Truly, I know how cheesy this may sound, but in all sincerity, I've wanted to become a nurse ever since I was, give or take, four years old. Nursing was introduced to me by my grandmother; she'd been a nurse for most of her life and as she'd share memories of her wild adventures and turmoils, I could see the vivid passion within her eyes. I could see how happy being a nurse had made her and I remember thinking, "I want to be that happy someday."
By Meagan5 years ago in Confessions
Desperately Employed
Welcome to the first installment of desperately employed. Where I, you guessed it, tell you about the major failures of my job history. This is going to be a funny but wild ride about how my job history has changed my life for the better and the worst.
By Little too Much 5 years ago in Confessions
I TRIED AND TRIED, I WASN'T ENOUGH.
HI! My name is Subhankhi. Today I will share a story about my failure. I don't want to disappoint anyone but this is an experience I will never forget. From a very early age, I was very interested in acting. I was absolutely obsessed over the Bollywood actresses. I was amazed at the crazy amount of fame and love they always get. So out of greed for fame, at a very early age, I decided I will be an actor when I grow up.
By Subhankhi Moulik5 years ago in Confessions
Rubber Bands and Paperclips
Two full years before the original adventures of MacGyver graced our living rooms, I was the queen of rubber bands and paperclips. Though my on-the-spot repairs might not have saved the world, fixing a broken copy machine that died halfway through printing the monthly report was almost a hero move. With my arsenal of masking tape, erasers, paperclips, rubber bands, and dental floss, I could fix almost any equipment in the Personnel Office. Well, it wasn’t exactly fixed, but it would hold together nicely until a repairman or replacement could arrive.
By Brenda Johnson5 years ago in Confessions
No Fly Zone
Getting hired at the airport couldn’t have come at a more perfect time. It was mid spring semester of my Junior year of college and I was already going broke. In December I walked out on my tech job at the plasma center after getting yelled at for changing gloves between donors again. Gross right? It’s hard to believe the subject would even be discussed as an issue rather than common sense. Maybe it's because I’ve watch that blood born pathogens training video more times than I should have. Since I had a little money saved and knew my financial aid refund check would be on the way soon it was only right that I enjoy the holidays after a long fall semester.
By April Phillips5 years ago in Confessions
A Bloody Waitress
I was 19 and my heart had shattered into teeny snippets of painful debris. I had been surprisingly (for me) dumped for a childhood friend of his with whom he had begun playing amateur tennis. After spending days in bed recalling too many gloomy visuals and decimating an entire jungle with my tissue use, I convinced myself the answer to heartache was to segue into a tennis champion. Not having access to a tennis court, tennis gear or the ability to retrieve back-court memories from years earlier, I decided the next best option was to become an enviable success. I needed to earn extra cash before University started anyways but reasoned supplemental riches might provide vague proof he was missing out. With stalker focus I asked his good friends if I could temporarily rent at theirs, and after receiving an awkward yes I moved in and started searching for that lust inducing job.
By Merry Adams5 years ago in Confessions
