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Mechanic
The truck rolled forward, inside the desolate garage. Another job to be done, another long and hard day to get through. I walk to the side of it and slide under it on the creeper, the wheels creating a loud grinding sound, like sandpaper against my eardrums as they slide on the cold floor. I looked to the rear end as if it were calling out to me, saying, “I’m the first of many to come.” I heard it in my head like a dead whisper of a memory long forgotten, calling out to be heard and remembered. I slid back out, the same tedious sound was made once again by the wheels. Standing to my feet, I sauntered over to the toolbox, sliding open a drawer. The drawer let out a echoing creek, and then a thud as it opened before me. I reached in grabbing a wrench of adequate size for the job, creating a metal shuffling noise as I removed it from the others. I left the drawer open as I wouldn’t need the wrench very long. I slid back under to the same effect, as the noise assailed my ears. I placed the wrench upon the bolt, turning it with all my force. I kept turning over, and over, and over, until the bolt fell to the ground with a clang. I did this several times leaving a few bolts to hold the rear end in. I once again got out and was tormented by that damned sound from the wheels.
By Mr Boomba8 years ago in Journal
Undecided
Ambiguous is a word that plagues job descriptions and requirements on many a job search page frequented my millennials. Why? Because we live in the most ambiguous, ever-changing, bi-polar days of the USA, ever (I could be wrong. Thinking about colonial days, I imagine everyone had to be a self-starter). Quite frankly, there aren’t any “normal” jobs for us because our parents or even our grandparents still have them! Attorney, Executive Assistant, Business Person, Editor, Fashion Designer, Entrepreneur. We settle for the ambiguous because 1. We can handle that; it’s been our lot in life since getting a car at 16/17/18/23 (see, even the age with which you are bestowed—or purchase for yourself—a car that marks your independence is ambiguous. And even then, you never knew what you were going to get… thank you 2001, Jose the hatchback Hyundai) and 2. Because we don’t have a choice. Everyone is an entrepreneur. It’s this generations chosen field and beneath it stems career paths such as Graphic Designer, Blogger, Personal Chef, Florist, Musician, Event and Wedding Planner, Uber/Lyft/other Driver, House Cleaner, Personal/Executive Assistant (don’t get it twisted, Assistants may be serving a master but they make their own luck and hustle in being the person anyone successful enough to need an assistant to want to pay them a salary), and of course, the job I wish I had enough charisma for—The YouTube Star. No, I don’t have dreams of being YouTube famous, but advertisers are hashing out billions of dollars a year to active and thriving YouTubers. So, it’s safe to say in this consumerist society, those extroverted charismatics have a place to grow exciting careers for a long long time.
By Dominique Huffman8 years ago in Journal
Mental Health, Trauma, and Me
Having thought about doing this for so many years... I've finally started! I thought I would start this page off with introducing myself, letting you have a glimpse into my world and sharing my hopes for this page.
By The world through my eyes8 years ago in Journal
Creators.co, In Memoriam: Live “On” And Prosper
26 October 2017 To say I am devastated is an understatement. I am still in complete shock. I've already formed a bond with these beautiful people (and the company at large) in the few months I've spent working here, and I genuinely can't imagine having to move on to something else. At least not this quickly. This news came out of left field for me. I'm absolutely heartbroken.
By Dylan Balde8 years ago in Journal
The Perspective of a Digital Writer
As a writer who has only even written for the internet, I can say that it's not that hard. I mean, of course, the writing itself is hard, especially if you're putting in your utmost effort, but that's not what I'm saying. I'm talking about the creation of your own image in the digital world. It really is as simple as entering an email and password to begin your writing career, or any digital career at that.
By BrightWhiteSnow (Hailey)8 years ago in Journal
Call Centers, or How I Learned to Stop Caring and Love Pay Cuts
When I was 18 years old, I was getting quite tired of working at a grocery store. On and off for several years, I juggled different positions such as cashier or being a cart pusher, and when this proved tiring, I ultimately decided to find a new avenue of employment. Being a fresh graduate, I had next to no qualifications that could have made me a benefit to any employer. Myself, I knew that I was at least moderately good with computers and that I was a fast typist.
By Rasputin Carrey8 years ago in Journal
Confessions of a Volunteer Firefighter
My one desire has always been to help people. It's instilled into my lifestyle. I have no problems with literally taking the shirt off of my back to help a fellow person. It's as if it was my purpose in life. To help someone; heal someone; and if the need arises... rescue someone. So I joined the county fire department.
By Kameron Williams8 years ago in Journal
The Famous Question For Any University Graduate: What Now?
So, you finally did it. After years of sleep deprivation, self-induced panic attacks due to deadlines looming over you, and the literal gallons of caffeine that you consumed have finally helped you reach the peak of your higher education: graduation. As you catch yourself for a brief moment in the mirror on that final day, regardless of what grade you earned, you can smile at yourself and think, "Yes! After all this time, my work has finally paid off!" You arrive at the venue, walk up that stage the minute your name is called, you collect your certificate, you shake hands with someone important, and just like that, all those years, that crucial chapter of your life, has finally come to a close. And now you're here, waiting to start the next chapter with a broad mindset and all doors open to you.
By Nyisha Colquhoun8 years ago in Journal
A Disgrace in Society's Eyes
Everyone eventually or maybe never will experience this life that I live Monday-Thursday. I've always told myself that I would never catch myself in such a place, a place where people live double lives, a place where some go to escape their households. Working inside and just outside the second door to this place has me seeing people at their worst and at their best.
By Angela cipollone8 years ago in Journal
First Year: My LA Retrospective — Part 1
Howdy y'all. Today, I'd like to divulge into a topic that is always pecking at a brain. I mean 24/7, you're about to lose hours of sleep type of thinking. Even as I’m typing, I’m finding myself rifling through moments upon moments of glee, moments of despair and ample amounts of everything in between. So, to keep these at reasonable lengths, I’ll probably be shaping the story into multiple parts. But without further a due, let’s talk about my first experience trying to “break” into LA and Hollywood.
By Matthew Snyder8 years ago in Journal
My Time in the Pennsylvania DHS as Part of the TCP
Over the summer, my mother insisted that I get a job, and she suggested a ride operator at an amusement park, so I applied and I got it. Not too long after that, she suggested that I get a job in the Pennsylvania Temporary Clerical Pool because it paid more than the other one. I politely declined, saying that I already had a job. However, my mother is the kind of person that, when she suggests that I do something, won't stop suggesting it until I actually do it. So, I applied, took the typing exam, and got in. (For the record, when this happened, she said I could quit my first job, but I hadn't even started yet, so why would I quit without at least trying it first?)
By A. Alexis Kreiser8 years ago in Journal
The Entrepreneur Lifestyle
Waking up in the morning is a blessing because no day is promised to us. Every day that I wake up I feel great and I love that. Being an entrepreneur has given me a chance to find out what it is like to run my own little work world. From the moment I get up until the time that I go to bed, I am in control of my life! I start each day with a few personal moments but then I start my workday. There is always a movie on when I write my itinerary for the day. I tend to loosen up when I watch a movie first, so I do. It is then onto business: petty cash check, phone calls on projects, email returns, app usage and what projects to start or finish. I always try to remember to do the most important project first then, but that does not always happen. There are many times when I will choose the project not finished from the day before instead. Being in control of what I want and need to do is a thrill for me. It was not always like this as I have worked for others companies.
By Arlene "Candi" Brown8 years ago in Journal