humanity
The real lives of businessmen, professionals, the everyday man, stay at home parent, healthy lifestyle influencers, and general feel good human stories.
Fire on the Wharf
Fire on the Wharf There was no room on the lee side of the wharf; four old wooden herring carriers were in so he tied up on the other end with the prevailing wind wafting against the hull. It was a small job and the breeze was light, being low tide, he would finish up quick and be on his way.
By Stephen Morgan5 years ago in Journal
Writing in the Blood
I used to think when I heard blog or a creative writing site that the people who used them or whom blogged were nothing but a bunch of people writing or complaining about their lives. Yet, many years later, I now see that writing about your life, or telling a story is a good way to relieve stress or just to entertain people. A person just never knows how bad of a day someone is having, and your writing could just so happen to be the sunshine in their day. I don't know the exact moment that I knew that I absolutely loved writing, loved creating, loved entertaining, but writing definitely gives me a sense of purpose; a sense of calm. I remember when I was in 8th Grade, I had a class called BST, but in all reality, it was a typing class. Now up until this point, I did what I called finger pecked keys to type. Now I know everyone at some point or another finger pecked, I mean it is nothing to be ashamed of, but I seen it differently. I was determined to be the best typist in that class. Let me tell you, I've never had so many finger cramps in my life, because I turned into a typing robot, anything and everything that I could type out, I did. I taught myself to type, but not only type, but I taught myself how to type fast. I started excelling in the class, finishing out every single lesson. So my teacher gave me a special project; I was to start a blog, and do an article a day. At the time, I thought it was the stupidest idea, a huge waste of time. I will say, looking back, I wish I would have taken it more seriously, because I know I could have created a blog that a lot of middle schoolers and possibly even high schoolers could have related too. But instead, I made the blog articles very short, not put together very well, and they were quite boring. At 16, I was writing down ideas for a creative writing assignment, and the idea that I had come up with took off, and it was then that I began writing my first book. I finished the book at 21 years old, and attempted to get it published, but as proud of the book as I was, I didn't want to be done with writing. Currently in my life now, I am writing a journal of some sorts for my daughter. Don't worry, I plan on writing a lot on her, but in this journal, there is a lot of emotion, a lot to include without overwhelming. I feel that the journal, the book that I have written, my ability to create and flow the words are all because of that 8th grade BST class, because without that class, I'd still be just a peckin away at these keys like a chicken. I also no longer feel or think that blogging or creative writing is a waste, and actually have fallen in love with it. I hope you have enjoyed this piece about writing and blogging. Until next time :) MC
By Chelle Lee5 years ago in Journal
Repeats
I fucking hate it here, what the fuck is life right now? I just got my dream job, working as a Leasing Agent after losing my job due to this pandemic and other factors in my life prohibiting me from keeping a job. Everything was perfect and then my car broke down, and when I say broke down I don't just mean it went out of commission for some days and was fixable. NO! I mean it wouldn't go forward but it would definitely go in reverse. What TYPE OF SHIT IS THAT?! So now I had to borrow money from my grandmother for a rental after putting the car online to sell it. The car, which I later found out had transmission issues, on top of a lot of other problems, you'd think I would know that it was bound to break down. Which I did but the car was working fine before, it drove me everywhere and we had so much fun together. I, even gave her a name. Sylvie. She was a silver Chevy Impala, and my first car ever at 22. The guy who sold it to me actually scammed me and had his mother put the car on her page and told her nothing was wrong with it when in fact there were so many things wrong on her that I couldn't even keep up. So much money I put into that car just so she would be drive ready until I could really build up the money to get her fixed. Gone.
By Seriah Davis5 years ago in Journal
I Am Not A Robot
Raise your hand if you have been so deeply embedded in your research that you have forgotten about the people. I will be the first to admit it. Working hard to sway the minds of the people online towards my agenda is great and everything, but at the end of the day, that is not the core of what truly matters. What matters most are the ones around that enjoy your company and you, theirs. The ones that are willing to speak to you, the ones that are willing to let you pull their ear, are the ones that truly matter. Surrounding highly trained minds around one another is most fruitful when the workplace addresses human nature in combination with skillset. You can be successful and be genuinely happy too. There is nothing wrong with putting down your phone for a few hours to truly enjoy the person in front of you.
By Reinvented 5 years ago in Journal
Support A Small Business
Christmas is right around the corner and a lot of people like to start shopping early. Now, where are you going to buy your presents? Walmart, Target, A Local Shop, Online? Well wherever you are shopping, just remember one thing, small businesses everywhere are dying. Being a small business owner, it is a hard world with all of the bigger businesses and their convenience.
By Nikki Pond5 years ago in Journal
The Essential Grocery Worker.
Are you by chance an “essential” worker? Of course, you have what some people consider Doctors, Nurses, and EMTs at the top of the list when you hear those two words. I however would like to talk about another type of essential worker. The Grocery store worker. Yes, there are several more types of essential workers, and yes, I see you too neighborhood postal workers. The food can not stop we all have to eat so unless you live on a self-sustaining farm, you likely get your food from your neighborhood grocery store. It has not been easy for us who work in grocery retail. In the happening of COVIID We have found ourselves short staffed, Over worked underappreciated and blatantly disrespected due to many company policies changes, state laws and corperate policies. These changes are out of our control as cashiers and department workers. Simply asking a customer to put on a facial covering upon entering the store can lead to customers becoming irate with us. So, in this article I would like to remind others in these times to remember we are all in this together, we are all frustrated, we are all a little scared and just like you are putting yourself in the possibility of harm’s way, so are we. Some of us for minimum wadge with little to no benefits.
By Casey Ann Patterson5 years ago in Journal
“Is it Acceptable to have a Work Wife/Husband?
“Is it acceptable to have a work wife/husband apart from your significant other?” There are many avenues companies explore to find ways to optimize their employees performance on the job. In fact many companies go out of their way to administer personality tests to match work team combinations to enhance work performance. Trying to find the right chemistry to break the high cost of turnover rates, lack of initiative in the workplace and stale interactions that result in a boring place to work can be the objective of a company. With all this being said, one must evaluate whether the “perfect compatibility” of who you can work with on the job that is suggested by a test would in fact be just as complimentary for the employees home life. Especially considering how the significant other could be effected by the work demands of that team suggestion. I’m not saying that the company has an agenda. In fact, some companies have no fraternization policies.
By Calvin Smith5 years ago in Journal
Choosing a Coding bootcamp during the Covid-19 Pandemic
From swinging a hammer to swinging a keyboard Jacob Wazydrag wondering if he'll be swinging a hammer all his life August 2001, the story begins when my father fell from the roof of his work and left my mother raise me (8), my brother (2), and sister (12), and my now quadriplegic father. My mother being that tank she was, continued to work hard at her job, all us kids eventually got jobs when we got older, and everyone pitched in going as far as learning how to clean my fathers trachea and turning him every hour to avoid bedsores.
By Jacob Wazydrag5 years ago in Journal
