Workplace
Tilt Kettle
Tilt Kettle Chef Smith Henry woke to the sound of his wristwatch alarm. The time read 2:52am. Perfect. He dressed quickly pulling his chef whites over his long limbs, covering his shaggy dark hair in his tall white paper hat and then left his hotel room to walk down the hall to the kitchen. He could smell the beef stock before he stepped on to the tiled floor. He turned on the lights, unlocked the office door, loaded three pens and two soup spoons into the pocket on his upper left arm, closed the door, grabbed the cart full of plastic pails he’d left by the door on his way out last night, then rolled to the tilt kettle.
By Whitney Sweet5 years ago in Confessions
My Drug Addicted Boss Once Tried to Teach Me Acting
I am not a particularly cocky person... At least, not anymore. Admittedly, I used to be a very cocky person. In my first summer away from college, having studied "the art of acting" for two whole semesters, I re-joined a summer stock program for the second year in a row. And let me tell you, I thought I was the shit. Turns out, I was just a piece of shit.
By Andrew Martin Dodson5 years ago in Confessions
Sunergy
I started working here in April 2018. I was hired as an inspection tech for $20/hourly. I thought this was great given my install and inspection experience. On day 1 I already found myself butting heads with my “supervisor” (not my hiring manager). This girl would add additional calls to my schedule with no knowledge or care of what jobs truly needed. She only demanded miracles out of me as she would say: “it HAS to be done today!”
By Blake Edward5 years ago in Confessions
My Inner Writer
I hate the word productive. It was the word my mom used to tell me she was disappointed in my choices. “I wasn’t using my time in a productive manner” or “You should learn to knit, because that would be more productive,” she would say. And so, I have a constant need to feel like I have spent my time wisely and a fear of wasting my time; fear of procrastinating or vegging out, yet I cringe and feel a visceral hatred when I think about being productive. Which is where creative writing, poetry, short stories, and epic DND campaigns, come into play. Writing allows my mind to be free, to wonder, and to create in a way that I feel is productive, without actively thinking I am trying to be so. I didn’t realize writing was such an outlet, until after graduating high school, then it stopped feeling like homework.
By Katherine MacKie5 years ago in Confessions
A Wall of Scissors
I've always been surrounded by sewing. My mother was a seamstress. She made all my clothes, costumes for local theater and vocal groups, and she even made all the choir robes and stoles at my childhood church. She was known as the "sewing lady" around town and heaven forbid that I would touch her beloved Singer sewing machine.
By Patti Wenzel5 years ago in Confessions
The Sky Just Fell. So NOW what?
It became over before it even really started. One day I started working for a publishing company, became a published author through that time while helping thousands of clients with their books. My clients loved me and I loved them. We had a great and growing relationship. Many of them kept coming back and publishing more books. Said they couldn't do the next steps without me. They liked my voice and loved my laugh. I was helpful, I was encouraging and I was a great listener(that's what they always told me).
By Kathy Lester5 years ago in Confessions
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
