Workplace
Delivery Driving: A Small Job With a Big Impact.
On August 25th, 2021, I signed up for a position as a Delivery Driver after having graduated with a Bachelor's Degree in English and Philosophy. Certainly not the biggest start to anybody with a degree, but considering I didn't have that big of a portfolio until recently, I needed to find a way to make income while also learning about the concept of a work ethic. To be quite honest, I was just happy enough to have a job for the very first time in my life. This restaurant was an admittedly small home café, but my co-workers at the time helped make the transition to a new job streamlined and yet pushed me to be the best I could be in the job.
By Salvatore Pulvirenti4 years ago in Confessions
When I don't want to write
This is not a how-to article. In Those articles, the writer defines a problem and then provides a series of steps to solve the problem. I have a recurring problem. The issue for me is my resistance to writing, an overall feeling of dread and heaviness every time I sit down and try to transform a nebulous idea into printable prose. There is a reluctance to begin the process and a hesitancy to follow through on what I think are the vague ideas and notions I have of what I want to write about. I want to write, but I don’t want the burden of what, for me, is the slow, laborious process of wrangling words into a readable shape. I drag my feet, I procrastinate, I dawdle; knowing that this avoidance is a waste of time. Also, it delays the satisfying feeling of finishing a piece of writing. Dorothy Parker once quipped, “I hate writing, I love having written”. Amen.
By Carol Driscoll4 years ago in Confessions
Don't Bring Home Any Whores!
As a rideshare driver, one of the most common questions I get asked is "What is the most interesting passenger you've ever had?" or perhaps "Tell me a story of the craziest rider you've had." Over my time as a driver, this list has grown and grown and grown, and I'd often joke that one day I'd make a book of these stories to which the response usually consisted of a gasp and a "You should!"
By L A4 years ago in Confessions
Wrong Hotel
As a rideshare driver, one of the most common questions I get asked is "What is the most interesting passenger you've ever had?" or perhaps "Tell me a story of the craziest rider you've had." Over my time as a driver, this list has grown and grown and grown, and I'd often joke that one day I'd make a book of these stories to which the response usually consisted of a gasp and a "You should!"
By L A4 years ago in Confessions
Last Stages of Editing. Top Story - June 2022.
Normally, I don't stay up late. By 10:00pm my phone screen is black and I've given into the first wave of melatonin. I do most of my writing during the day, under the eye-straining light of my office at work. I read over the first draft, drawing small triangles, hearts, and squares between sentences in my efforts to cleanly refer to little edits I've put in the footnotes of the paper. I read over the filled pages of my journal or printer paper and smile. Sentences build into paragraphs. Paragraphs become chapters. Chapters form a rough skeleton of a hopeful novel. I'm excited. It already has a title. I'm certain that it's my best work yet.
By Darby S. Fisher4 years ago in Confessions
the reality of child modeling... 🌇
I got a few comments the other day on a YouTube video that I posted. The video was of our work week in NYC. Staying in a beautiful hotel on Roosevelt Island. Back-to-back photoshoots with amazing, inclusive brands. I was so proud editing the clips together to share with who wanted to see a sneak peak into our life. I loved that video and will cherish the memories that we are documenting forever.
By EMandKids | AmazingAbigailGrace4 years ago in Confessions
What Do Most People Regret At The End Of Their Life?. Top Story - June 2022.
We crucify ourselves between two thieves: regret for yesterday and fear of tomorrow. Fulton Oursler I have been fortunate enough to work with some amazing people in my career. I don’t mean nurses; I am referring to my patients.
By sara burdick4 years ago in Confessions
I Reached Out To A Former Colleague Who I Had Not Gotten Along With
Four months after leaving my previous job as a content writer at an agency, for the first time, I texted my former colleague (let's call her Amy) who I did not have a great rapport with, because of a random post.
By Chau Trieu4 years ago in Confessions
My Car Got Stolen
It can't be a pleasant experience to have one's car stolen. That moment when you go out to get in your car to go to work or the store and realize...it's just not there. We take whatever precautions we can. We park where there's security, lock the doors, maybe have an anti-theft device or put our cars in a locked garage. Whatever it is, we put money into our cars and certainly don't want them stolen. At least, most of us take precautions to not have our cars stolen.
By L A4 years ago in Confessions
Wedding
I love weddings. At least, I think I do. I think I went to one as a kid but I can't recall. Maybe it was all in my head. I've seen enough of them in movies, though, and seen people posting photos and videos of them all over social media so I think I'd love them if I ever attended one. The season was early spring, and where I live, that means still having snow storms, crappy weather, rain every other day that turns into ice overnight, constant overcasts, and "out of the blue" storms out to ruin everything right up next to their buddy freezing gusts of wind. Despite this, the coronavirus had forced everybody indoors for too long and ruined too many people's plans for weddings and other ceremonies. They just weren't having it anymore, and as soon as some of the social restrictions were lifted, people were grabbing whatever venue they could possibly get, not caring what the weather said otherwise.
By L A4 years ago in Confessions
