#we had people interview for these open positions but they didn't get hired!!!

[foldingfittedsheets]

I’ve been fired exactly once in my life. In my early twenties I was working at a pizza place. The pizzas were artisanal, thin crust and personal. They’re a huge chain now but when I first started the company was in its infancy. It was the wild west of management, and the core investors would frequently stop by to check on things. One of these people was this round little man with rage issues. A knock off Danny Devito with no charisma at all.

His favorite thing to do was to come in on a Friday or Saturday night. We'd be at our stations: taking orders, making pizza, manning the oven, finishing orders off, running the cash register. He'd shove his way onto the line and start rearranging people. "You, get off orders and work the cash register, you come over and make the pizzas!" With a line of customers snaking out the door he'd throw off all our grooves and rattle us.

Then, inevitably, a mistake would happen.

When it did he'd call the person over and say, "Hey c'mere. You're fired." Just like that. No inflection, just a flat "You're fired." It was absolutely a power kink, and because of his involvement the average turn over was three months. You were a veteran at five months.

One night there was only three of us manning the front. I took an order than went to the cash register to ring them out before I made the pizza. This horrible man watched that then called me into the back. I didn't know if I was about to be fired. But I wasn't. In fact, he had one other move besides firing people. He yelled.

In the back he absolutely lost his mind screaming at me for being on the cash register. I'm talking veins popping, spit flying, red with rage, this man just started bellowing nonsensically about where I should be and how I was just such a failure. It was truly like his brain had shut off, nothing he was saying even made sense. I stood there in the face of this tirade for a minute and then set a record for being the first person to ever cut him short by bursting into tears.

He instantly stopped yelling and it was like Jekyll and Hyde. He was remorseful and consoling, deeply embarrassed by my display of emotion. All my male coworkers just took the abuse but faced with my weeping he about faced and instantly backed off. I went outside to cry and when I came back in he pretended it had never happened.

That was the state of things. The investors knew they desperately needed to keep this man out of the stores, but they couldn't just give him the boot. They needed to move him aside and fill his position with someone. The store manager was this lovely woman who had hired me on the spot at my interview. The entire staff adored her. She was the best fit to get this roided out investor out of the stores for good.

Her replacement was this man called Anthony. He was instantly loathed by the entire staff. Condescending, critical, and lazy he started off his reign by letting go a core lead who "back talked." He spent a whole morning berating the opening crew because the closing crew (who had sold 100 more pizzas than we were even supposed to have on hand) had forgotten to windex the doors. He left the entire crew to close without him while he flirted with a girl who wasn't his pregnant girlfriend. He hired his roommate to replace the lead he fired and even that guy hated his guts.

Our antipathy toward him made him paranoid and resentful and one by one he started finding excuses to fire the whole staff, certain that if he could clean house he'd be able to do the job. My time came, and he sat me down with his boss, my former manager. She cried as he announced I wasn't personable enough and used too many pepperonis.

I looked at her, the woman who had trained me on how many pepperoni to use, but she said nothing. What could she say? He was the boss now and had determined I was going to be let go regardless. Too many in this case was seven. Seven pepperonis on a personal pizza. The correct number was five according to him, which is one pepperoni per slice, and one in the middle.

I sat there for a moment, taking it in. I smiled at my old manager, obviously miserable. I looked back at him and said, "You're a terrible manager, you're doing the worst imaginable job." I outlined some of the things he'd done so she could hear them, then I stood up and left. I made it to the back room before I started crying.

I found out later through a bus boy that he replaced the whole staff with college kids who had such limited availability that the store couldn't run, then quit three months later leaving the whole place in shambles. Most of the old staff returned, but I'd moved onto the sex shop already and was enjoying a job with significantly less risk of being fired on a whim.

However I do have to disclose on job applications if I've ever been fired. I always says yes and list the reason as, "Excessive use of pepperoni." It has never failed to get a laugh from my interviewer.

#ramblies #ffs foibles #funny #story #writing #pizza #fired

[holyviolence]

having the most irritating day at work 😊👍

#accidentally stabbed a pin about an inch into my hand!!!! #my boss is annoying as always. blaming us for things that are just not our fault!! #we were double booked back to back for 5 hours straight! im literally only on my lunch break right now because my customer got finished so #fast. otherwise i wouldn't have had time to eat until 1 hour before i have to clock out #and customers are being so annoying today??? this woman was crying because her dress had WRINKLES. ???????? #also my friend is not going to see this so im gonna keep ranting. #she's fed up with working here which i totally get and she interviewed for someplace else and will most likely leave in a couple weeks #which is fine and great because i support her and it is awful working here!!!! #THE THING IS. the only employees in alterations currently are Me and Her and one woman who only comes on Fridays.... #so if my friend (who is the alterations manager too btw) leaves then it's just ME for the entire week. every day. taking appointments and #sewing dress alterations and repairs. and they're not going to give me enough hours to do all that work because im not full time #they're not gonna offer me the full time position i know it. and i wouldn't take it even if they did because i see how they treat my friend #i want to quit too but im not going to just leave them with NO ONE to do alterations. i can't do that to all the customers who already paid #i just don't get why they won't hire anyone else. when i started here there were 4 people working. 2 of them quit at the same time a week #after i started. obviously it sucks here if no one sticks around #we had people interview for these open positions but they didn't get hired!!! #im literally going to lose my mind and cry. this sucks. #it sucks so bad i don't even want to do this as a job anymore. im tired of sewing 😭😭😭 #for other ppl at least. im still making clothes for myself. #(like two days ago one of the new stylists took it upon herself to clean a dress when that is NOT HER JOB!!!! she should not be spraying #chemicals on expensive dresses if she's never done it before!!!!! and also she got our ironing board dirty. and my friend complained to our #boss and our boss was like. at least she showed initiative. you can't get mad for that. #GIRL??? do you hate us. do youHATE us. you stick up for literally everyone else but us. #she acts like im stupid too. i was pressing a seam open and she told me how to use the steam button. I KNOWWW I HAVE USED IRONS BEFORE!! and #i don't need steam for this seam rn 😭😭😭😭😭😭 #fr im so done with this place but im too sympathetic to just quit. in the busy season.

[gardenletter]

Yandere Body gard x reader ❤️‍🔥🔪🩸

You were the 3rd child of the CEO to a very powerful company. You weren't the heir of the company by any means but you are the brains. You come up with the plans, measure the stocks... EVERYTHING. But because of your important position you are the number one target to rival companies. You have two older brothers who are the 1st and 2nd heirs. Your oldest brother Callum the face of the company (a VERY HANDSOME one at that) and he was very concerned about your safety as a loving brother and your boss. So he did suggested a bodyguard. You were first opposed to the idea, but there was an act to take your life one night and that overweighed your pride. With Callum's connection, he contacted a few trusted agencies. AND this is where Alessio comes in. He is a very deadly man and usually works on the darker side of the job. Oftentimes working for mafia or mobsters but at the moment was unemployed so he got a notification about a new gig. He opened your file and GOD he was sucked in. They provide a picture of you, basic details of who you were and why you were hiring, and that was enough to get him hooked. He finds your social media and God, he went through every thing finding your favorite food, favorite color even baby photos. And the more he looked the farther he fell. He had to get the job at any cost.

He immediately applied and got scheduled for an interview....

You have interviewed 20 applicants so far and all of them SUCK ASSsssss... To say it kindly, they just try to hit on you or don't meet your needs. There were about two applicants left for the day and you are wayyyy over this but then .... A tall man enters with slicked back, dark hair with a black suit and rolled up sleeves. His tattoos slightly peeking from under his rolled sleeves , he has a strong toned body with veins visible on his forearms and hands. He gives you a warm smile and gently sits across from you.

Let's just say you got lost in his eyes and drooled a little.(sorry lol)

He gently cleaned the drool from your chin and snapped you out of your thoughts.

" oh I-Im so sorry I didn't mea-"

"don't worry Miss/Mr/Mix l/n ready to start the interview?" he says with a smile

"yes, yes of course Mr. Longo"

Poor Alessio can barely contain him self .he is cool and collected on the outside but is internally screaming and going totally fan girl hehehe

Your interview was amazing, he is everything and more than what you need and want. Of course he is more than fitting for the job BUTTT he definitely did research on the interview and knows EXACTLY what to say.

"well Mr.Long I will get back to you later" you smiled

"please call me Alessio"

"ok Alessio"

and When you said his name he almost fell to his knees . He is barely composing himself so he takes his leave. You completely forgot about the last applicant and told your brother that you chose Alessio. (Last applicant: 😶🥹😭👍)

Alessio got to his home and realized he got sent an email. He almost lost it when he read his approval email saying he got the job.

"AMORE MIO YOU WILL BE MINE"

There will probably be a part two if people show interest in the story and my character hopes you are all doing well.

Love gardenletter 💕

#yandere oc x reader #anime #dating sim #hot anime character #video games #boyfriend x reader #oc x reader #soft yandere x reader #yandere #yandere x reader #yandere bodyguard x reader #bodyguard #hot bodyguard #fictional character #fictional of men #romantic #love gaming #i love her #gardenletter oc

[tastylemonbread]

body horror and erotic writing under cut. also its long

I'd been living on my own for seven months. When I'd left my old job, my boyfriend split to find someone who could stand on her own two legs. I had to move, sell some old things to keep myself afloat. This new place was nice but it felt like a prison. I think I could hear water splashing around inside the walls when it rained. I was on the second floor of a block of apartments in the siren song part of town, right next to the highway. Rain would soak the concrete of the hall outside my place.

Thunder strikes and takes out my power for a minute or so. Before I can find a battery powered lantern, the lights come back on and someone is knocking at my door. Through the peephole I see who it is... she looks better than when I had last seen her. I crack the door open and ask what she's doing here. "Just wanted to see how you were, I was just in the area," that velvet voice, like honey down my ears I thought I would never hear again. I lie to her that things have been good, and offer her to come in to recover from the rain. She shook her umbrella to relieve it of some rain and placed it beside the door. As she steps into the light of my home, her raincoat seems to glow. She looks plainly angelic.

She slips off the coat and speaks again, "I've heard murmmers of what you've been up to," she takes off her boots and sits upright in a recliner by the couch. I sink into the couch and she gives me a smile warmer than sun, "I'm sorry to hear about your partner, and your having to move. I had always worried about you, but you seem to have things handled nicely now." She puts one leg over the other and leans into the armrest, placing her slim chin in her hands. "Do you have tea? Coffee?" I tell her I have a kettle stowed away somewhere in a cabinet, and I'd be happy to make some tea if she would also have some. "Lovely," she says. Lovely. Her gaze sends fire to my heart, keeping an eye contact with me that bores through to the back of my skull.

I find the kettle above the fridge and grab a couple tea bags. As I click on a burner, she makes a small commotion behind me, some sliding and thumping. "I've been promoted. Not a big bump in pay, but it comes with good benefits." The kettle breathes gently. "I can put in a good word for you, probably get you hired for some position higher than when we worked together," now she's in the kitchen with me and she leans against the counter into my field of view as I look for the right mugs. I tell her I'm sorry, I wasn't expecting any guests. She picks a mug for herself, one with a fox painted on it. "It's alright, I didn't exactly announce my visit." She pauses for a moment, looking into her empty cup before placing a teabag fully into it. "Besides, I like to see people as they are, not how they present. I realize that sounds odd."

By now the kettle is screaming. She goes to turn off the heat the same time I do, bumping me before laying her palm over the back of my hand. The stove clicks off, and she puts her other hand on my waist, turning me to face her. "You don't talk much, that's alright, you can just listen. I want you, I want you to love life, I want your life to be good. I've already convinced my supervisors, you'll have a job as long as you accept the interview." She removes her hand from my waist and pours the kettle into our cups. I don't know what to say, my guts feel like hot coals. She leans back against the counter and stares into me as she blows into her cup.

"It's rather out of the way, we'd have to take a plane... And I'd be remiss to let you go without me." She steeps her teabag, which reminds me my hands are on fire around my mug. "Let me get that for you," She sets down hers and deftly takes up mine, setting them side by side on the counter. She takes my hands in hers and looks into me. "You're burning up." I am. "Your ears are red." They are. I want to be hers.

She releases my hands and wraps her arms around me, pressing our bodies together. She moves in for a kiss and I can't think. As my eyes drift closed she keeps hers open, running her fingers through my hair. She pulls away. "Let's see your bed." I tell her we should see my bed. "Sounds lovely."

She drops me into my sheets and unbuttons my shirt, running her hands up my neck, keeping herself clothed, keeping me held down. "You're gorgeous" She tells me. I'm gorgeous. "Your skin is so soft." My skin is lovely. "I want to feel all of you." Sounds lovely. All I can do is pant, my higher brain function completely consumed by her. My peripheral vision turns to fog, all I see is her. "I want you. I want all of you," She pulls off my bra, snapping the hooks around the back and places a hand under one of my breasts. "I need all of you," she says as she pushes Her hand into me, between my ribs, molding my skin like clay, bone like plastic. It doesn't hurt. She wouldn't hurt me. "That's right, I love you.

I feel myself warp. I feel bones inside me break painlessly, lovingly. She now has two hands inside me, pulling apart my ribcage, exposing my innards to the open air. "You're beautiful," She tells me as Her smile seems to split Her face in two. I love Her. She loves me. She stares into me, She places two thumbs on my neck and pulls me apart. I love Her. She slips a hand up into my throat, and I feel Her nails scrape against me. She drags them back down me, and for just a moment I feel pain. My mind numbs again. Her clothes seem to melt into Her. She intertwines our fingers, and I feel my skin meld with Hers. A chill runs down my body. I love Her. "Give me everything." I will give Her everything. She runs a nail down my stomach, freeing more of me to Her. She opens Her mouth, and skin tears along Her middle, revealing shards of bone and ribs placed along like teeth, and I see into Her and it seems to go on for miles. She's raw, She's real. She's gorgeous.

She places an especially thin hand flat on my face and I feel Her fingers fuse with my flesh, Her bones and nails melting into my skull. My vision fades completely. She's taken my eyes, taken them into Herself. I love Her. I feel my skull soften, turn to rubber, and pull itself apart into Her. The meat of my head rubs against my brain, and everything starts to hurt, everything starts to burn with pain, searing unbearable. I don't love her. Oh my god I don't even know her, fuck, she's torturing me, she's consuming me, I had a whole life and I'm giving it to Her, and She's gorgeous. I love Her. My limbs are stick thin. She pulls me into Her, skin scraping against those jagged teeth inside Her. I'm going to become a part of Her. I'm going to give all of myself to Her, become Her. Become Her. I love Her. I love you.

#txt #art tag #writing tag #i guess i dont have any other tag that applies #wait #yuri #this too is yuri

[exitrowiron]

What are your thoughts of all the layoffs announced by the tech companies? How would you navigate this if you were laid off or not from one of these companies?

Great question!

Unfortunately I'm not surprised by the tech layoffs. Before I retired in early 2022 my company was regularly losing good (and not so good) software engineers to Microsoft, Facebook, Salesforce and Amazon. The compensation offers were off the charts and I didn't believe it was sustainable. I didn't blame them for leaving, but the compensation seemed too good to be true and in my experience situations like that rarely last (ex. real estate prices going up 15% year after year).

Although some tech firms had begun to announce minor trimming of their work force in Q3, it seems like Twitter really opened the floodgates. Now more companies could follow and once all the big tech employers were cutting, there was less risk of losing the most valuable, talented staff to competitors. My heart goes out to anyone impacted by the layoffs, but I firmly believe this disruption is temporary and talented software engineers will be in demand for a very long time.

What would I do if I was laid off?

Set a deadline (no more than a week) by which time you will stop feeling sorry for yourself, etc. Most people can probably think of reasons why they shouldn't have been cut, but it doesn't matter any more. Accept the unfortunately reality of your situation and get to work.

Take advantage of any outplacement services offered by your former employer, especially resume writing. The last time I sent a resume it was read by a human. That's not the case today. Make sure your resume has the necessary key words to get past the AI screener.

Work your network - personal, college, family, previous employers, LinkedIn. It still helps to have someone recommend you to the hiring manager and/or recruiter. At the very least it may help secure an interview. Don't be shy about telling people you've been laid off. Anyone with any professional experience knows that this isn't a personal shortcoming. Layoffs can happen to the best employees.

Get your financial house in order. Do a cash-flow forecast and assume you'll be out of work for six months. Eliminate/minimize unnecessary expenses but be sure to sign up for COBRA medical coverage. Don't let a mountain of debt accumulate - take part time gigs if you need to.

Update your skills/certifications.

If you're a software engineer, make sure your profile/projects in GitHub are a positive reflection of your skills.

What would I do if I wasn't laid off?

I was a senior executive in the corporate travel industry before and after 9/11 and the financial meltdown on 2008/9. In both cases business travel plummeted and the survival of the company required layoffs. Unlike the tech companies today, we weren't guilty of mindlessly pursuing growth at any cost, but we had to do layoffs just the same. I helped determine how many cuts were necessary across the company and had to layoff members of my team. In each case we tried to minimize the number of layoffs by cutting expenses/compensation at all levels.

When laying off people it is important to act with as much empathy as possible and to try to do it all at once, rather than leaving the remaining employees with the fear that their job may be cut later. It just as important to be fair - HR has to carefully review the recommendations to make sure that no group (especially protected groups) is being unfairly targeted.

As an executive who hadn't been laid off, I had to accept that many current and former employees would view me as one of the bad guys. In a situation like this, people need someone to blame and for some people that person was me. Layoffs destroy or at least significantly degrade a company's culture, impact productivity, damage it's reputation with customers and potential employees and it takes a long time (years) for those things to recover. Time, patience and genuine empathy are required.

Regardless of your job situation, it is a good habit to update your resume every year. Your CV shouldn't keep growing longer, but you should keep it current with your latest accomplishments while trimming the details of past.

Thanks for the question. Hope that helped.

[marnz]

just trying to figure out work thoughts

right now at work we're in an interesting period where we finally have the funding and availability and candidates to hire a bunch of new people, but they are overwhelmingly inexperienced and require a lot of training. our training methods suck, to put it bluntly. all reference manuals are anywhere from 5-15 years out of date, information is scattered across 7 onenotes and several different websites, and some of the supervisors (people who train) are not good at training! for various reasons! i have been working on trying to come up with an alternate training method, and i've been interviewing my coworkers on their thoughts and opinions, their ideas, their experience. but i'm not super happy about where we are right now because our work is changing, and we aren't prepared for it due to staffing issues. this is where it actively becomes my problem. and i do train people whenever they ask because we have so many people here for months who don't know basic aspects of the work, due to the fucked up training methods. also some people i train prefer me training them to their supervisors, and like...i'm all for helping out coworkers, i am always happy to train and teach and share knowledge, but i'm not getting paid for this. why am i doing this supervisor's job? etc.

a temporary supervisor position has opened up and i am interested in it. not only would it be a raise, but it would let me implement my training plan! i could help fix this problem we have! training methods and making sure people are well trained is important to me not just for workload reasons but because my prior experience and training was Hellish and i was miserable, and it's important to me that people at this job get the experience and training they need in a supportive and healthy work environment. teachers matter.

however two things about the temp super position give me pause.

workload - they won't shift my current workload around, it will just be added on, so I will take on a ton of extra responsibilities and actually do more than the average super because we are so staffing constrained. i worry about this, i already have a heavy workload and on top of that i am a union officer, which requires a lot of work.

role - my main role in my office right now is that i'm the guy that's like "why? and what about x issue? and what is management's plan to address y? and in light of this situation, what steps are we taking to fix z? what if we did this instead? how can we work together to make this not suck quite as much? and how did this come to pass?" which i always assumed made me extremely annoying but it does mean i have a lot of background knowledge as to how my job works, and funding, and bargaining, and HR, and everything. i always look for the full picture. i want to assemble the mosaic. that's my passion. my boss told me that he values this about me and we will meet so he can answer my questions and we can brainstorm. he'll do this with anyone--that's what makes this place great--but most people do not take this opportunity. whatever. anyway i worry that this is a necessary role that will be diminished if i become part of management.

I never really saw this as a necessary role so much as me being me I guess. I always have a thousand questions. My favorite word is "why?" And I have had my coworkers thank me for saying some of the stuff I say, for pushing back. But I didn't see it as a necessary role until someone who has been here for 30 years asked to take me out to lunch to pick my brain. Which made me realize that 1) i know so many people who have been incredibly generous with their time and energy to me, explaining how stuff works, and i need to pass this on 2) this is important and necessary. It let me stop feeling guilty about always pushing, I guess.

also I don't want to be part of management in a punitive way, especially since I am also a steward. but the pay increase would be nice, and I wonder if I would be a more effective advocate in management meetings. to say 'hey actually no, or that's a bad idea, or here's a common sense suggestion we haven't taken for 20 years for some reason.' this position is pretty low on the management track, to the point that i would still be in the union (most of the time supervisors cannot be in a union with those they supervise).

right now...my work has this culture of micro managing. there are several obvious issues with training, and who does what, and succession. my boss really wants to fix this but it's slow going. we're in an exciting time as the work changes and our roles change. we get to improve training and specialize. even before this position opened up my boss told me he wanted to help me work on standardizing and improving training across the org, and said he thinks it will probably complement my union work. so idk, it's obviously not the end of the world if i don't get this temporary position. i just worry that if i do get it, i will regret it.

anyway. thoughts/suggestions welcome. thank u.

#currently #delete later #crimes new roman

[22degreehalo]

Actually speaking of which

So, the library I'm volunteering at opened up applications for a casual library officer!!!!!

This is the same place I've been helping out for like?? Two years??? More????? at this point???? But last year when I applied they didn't even give me an interview. Like I was literally doing almost the exact same thing I would be doing if I worked there, and I hadn't had any complaints, but they wouldn't even consider me.

I was REALLY bummed and considered giving up this path altogether, but thankfully I did get hired by another library, where I'm working right now!!! And I found out afterwards that another guy who was also volunteering alongside me ALSO applied for that other job where we were volunteering and ALSO didn't get considered (and now ALSO got a job at this new library, thankfully).

I talked to the librarian I'd been assisting and she was really mad on our behalf?? Said she'd heard something about how they were looking for people with retail experience specifically, which is... strange. Like, are they TRYING to run it like a business instead...?

I've still kept volunteering with them, though (albeit I quit part of what I was doing because the schedule turned out to conflict with my new job too much; it was very sad tbh), because they need people, and it's an important role that apparently doesn't get many volunteers, and it's only two hours every other week, and it's still my local council so. It's the most convenient to get to and all. I still hoped they might reconsider hiring me.

And, as I began this all, now they've opened up applications again. So I applied.

But. I don't want to *stop* working where I am; it's genuinely a really great place and I've even become a bit attached to the other people there!! (not something that happens easily hahaha)

Apparently it's normal to have multiple casual library jobs at the same time. So that's been my goal for a while.

But... could I really do that? I'm already not the most organised just with my one job... I know it's normal, but I am neurodivergent... I need to remember that that is a true thing about myself that I can state as a fact...

I don't know. Obviously I could just keep working at this current place until I can get a permanent position somewhere... Though I still don't really feel qualified to do any of it... ugh.

Is it really okay if things just stay as they are...? I've said before that this is an okay minimum, or something like that. I don't *desperately need* to change anything. But is it okay not to even especially try...?

I could go back to TAFE... but part of me thinks that I should go back to uni instead and study cataloguing, because that'd definitely help me get a position, and I'd love to have a part in shaping the non-fiction sections specifically... (god, just walking through the non-fiction shelves is soooo refreshing to the soul <33) But that'd be really expensive, and I already have two degrees I'm basically not doing anything with...

Ugh. Again it feels like giving up on the goal of moving out. But there are already a lot of question marks around that.

Welp. They might not want to hire me anyway. If that happens, I might just finally give up on the volunteering... or at least consider volunteering somewhere else. My library hires people to do the thing I'm volunteering for there (in fact, *I* am one of the people paid to do the thing I'm doing as volunteer at my local library!!); they should consider that, too, if they can't find anyone after me.

idk sorry this is such a long post. I'm not sure how to feel about it all right now...

#. #.. #... #.... #..... #personal #librarian

[avengersassemble-fics]

hello there

wow.

so.. its been awhile, hasn't it? like a long.. long time. sure, a couple posts but my last actual post was december 21, 2021.. crazy!

have I written anything since then? no, not really. re-read some of my work, thought "man this shit is so fuckin good" ..but I just honestly wasn't well enough to sit here and write. as much as I missed it.

what's new?.. a mess and depressed! but working through it. if you read my person posts in the pass, I worked at an optical store for a big big brand (not naming names) that felt like my soul was getting sucked out of me.. retail, amiright?

but seriously. I was there for 4 years by July of this year. in October, the manager I had been with since getting hired was moved to a store closer to her (congrats bestie) which opened up the management role for the one I was in.

I interviewed!! ...I didn't get it!!

devastated. like everything I had ever done was for fucking nothing. all the times I covered, where I took charge when the manager was out, the shitty position of just being under the threshold of FT so I never got the FT benefits (pto.. I was a feign for wanting time off). I interviewed, never got a definitive answer from the dm, until the news was laid on us that someone was hired.

someone who had less than a years experience, from a sister brand that sold non-rx sunglasses. A MAN. nothing wrong with me, I love men, but it was a gut punch. I had to continue being in charge for 2-3 months while this guy got trained for the position I felt I was deserving of.

and when he started it was absolute shit. I have never met someone so fuckin lazy. he refused to close, refused to work most weekends, never helped clean or help keep things organized, left me to handle signage changes and other things, stating stupid shit like "I didn't sign up for that" when like.. yes you did? that's literally the whole point of being a manager? the last week of the year is extremely busy in the optical space, because people want to use their benefits before the end of the year (use it or lose it). december 31, 2022.. what did he do? he left me and my coworker alone so he could go home early. we did ten thousand dollars in sales that day. that is what the store would average a week. we did it in a day.

my depression got worse.. but I did get my associates in psychology (cute). it wasn't until February of this year that I finally got a break. ya girl got a new job, in an office, not having to sell anything! perfection.

I moved out of my parents (it's def a struggle but.. my cat and I are happy), I officially was diagnosed with a chronic disease this year, working on my mental health everyday, did my first semester of uni..

and I miss this. writing, posting, daydreaming. I want to come back but I'm not sure if it is possible on this blog or if I'll have to start fresh elsewhere. but this place is my writing home (and AO3).

if you read all the way through, thank you. I hope to be back soon with new content (branching out of my comfort zone! finish old stories!)

until next time not two years from now..

xoxo caitlyn

#personal #hello there

[okayto]

I hate having to send job rejections

Taking applications and interviewing is all well and good (if a little facepalm-inducing sometimes), but sending the emails to people we're not hiring is the woooorst.

I mean, sometimes, rarely, it's easy. These are the ones who would need to improve or change so much before I'd consider hiring them, they get a brief "thank you but we're not moving forward" message and then I put them out of my mind.

Students who were really good but whose schedules literally wouldn't allow them to work for our needs? Also kinda easy, because I can say they were strong candidates but ultimately wouldn't be able to work during key times we need, and that I'd be happy to talk to them again in the future.

But the majority of students are in the middle, positively: they interviewed fine, and we liked most of them. Sometimes it comes down to who had better availability, or who isn't a theater person because we have 3 theater people already and I can't have half my workforce disappearing for an entire month when a show's on. But often it's down to just little things, like one person asked better questions, or is slightly more available than others, or just interviewed a little better.

And there's no good way to tell someone in a brief, polite email that when I write "You were a strong candidate, and we wish you the best. Please feel free to apply for future job openings," that it's true, and there was nothing they really could've done differently because they didn't do anything wrong.

#I never encourage the students I didn't like to apply for future job openings. But obvs the ones I *do* tell don't know that #but I also have to be careful because I cannot promise someone a guaranteed future job #college students #work #job interview #text post #original

[hidefdoritos]

Rant about work stuff incoming:

I work for a freight company. My shift in my building has 6 managers (they are all, to varying degrees, wonderful, and I enjoy working for them). They all report to the shift manager (who does nothing). Let's call him T.

Seven weeks ago, manager G encouraged me and a friend to apply for trainer positions.

Six weeks ago, the position was formally opened and left open for a week so we could apply. Manager G walked us through the process.

Four and a half weeks ago, the position was closed and consideration was made (Important: they opened one position while intending to hire 3 or 4 people. This was done for system and paperwork reasons that would drive a sane person mad.)

Three weeks ago, I was supposed to be interviewed. T was supposed to be present, but he went home early like always, so we couldn't do it Monday. Friday, T didn't come in to work at all. Managers L and G, who are already more than used to T's nonsense, just went ahead and did my interview.

And I got the job!

...Pending the posting of, and my application to, a trainer position that fits my schedule being posted just for me. That would probably take a couple weeks, I was warned. A critical person was going on vacation. But as soon it's opened and I apply, they'll turn in my interview paperwork and I'll be accepted and promoted. L and G, at least, are serious about getting me in.

In a staggering display of corporate brilliance, there is only one person who can create job openings and place people into them. The building manager, J. Great guy, by all accounts, though I've only met him a couple times.

Two weeks ago, J went on the aforementioned vacation for the week. My managers apologized, but it's what I was told to expect.

Well. Last week, J got back. And turns out, J can't make a position without a formal notice of the need and submission of a requisition request. That has to be done by a shift manager. You know, like T. Who had an ENTIRE WEEK that he could have taken care of that.

Yeah. The week that J got back, T just...sodded off. For the entire week. This guy said "I'm taking vacation days" and has not elaborated at all. Not a family issue, not a life crisis, not anything else.

T was supposed to be back today. He is not. The most recent word is that he's supposed to come back tomorrow. Theories are circulating. Tempers are brewing. At least 3 of us on my shift are awaiting various promotions. The managers are desperate for competent help and are tearing their hair out.

It's so absurd (and also so funny) that bureaucratic policies have made a chain of command so short that it can hogtie the entire company.

There's also a betting pool on whether T comes back with a tan.

#cj rambles #umm let's see #incompetence tw #management tw #bureaucracy tw #corporate tw #capitalism tw #??

[an-empty-wallet]

• I shall join the world of people with TaSte •

: It’s honestly the Daddy Issues talking but hey- I see Ya’ll there 👁👄👁

Silco AU of sorts- juuusttt something I do when I get bored.

Cheers to chapter 1 🥂

Cheers to chapter 2 🥂

Cheers to chapter 3 🥂

Don’t Die | SILCO STORY

Chapter Two: Hired? Me?

Aurelia grunted as she slowly tried opening her eyes.

Bed? It's soft...

"Great- I died to blood loss." She snarled at herself and sat herself up. Aurelia grabbed the glass of water on the bedside table and drank from it.

"Oh, you're not dead yet."

She choked, coughed, and practically spat the water that had just entered her mouth as soon as she heard the man's voice.

If she wasn't awake earlier, she sure is now.

"Where am I? Why am I here? WHEN DID I GET HERE?!"

"Fantastic morning to you two." Silco responded sarcastically as he walked closer to her.

Unsure of what this man can do, Aurelia shifted to her side; an act of trying to avoid the man walking towards her.

"I'm not going to kill you." He said and rolled his eyes as he stood beside the bed you were laying on. "I am here to give you a position."

What?

"I'm sorry, I must be high on drugs or probably the adrenaline—" Aurelia was cut off by Silco saying, "No, I did not drug you and yes, the position is real."

How? Why?

"I ran a background check on you. I know every information you have." Silco said and crossed his arms over his chest. "So what will it be, Ms. Snowlime?"

Aurelia looked at him in the eye, looking for any form of hesitation - of course there was none.

"I'm sorry Sir, what is the position we are speaking of?" she asked with an awkward smile.

Thrown off guard, Silco's eyes widened and blinked for a few seconds.

"For someone smart, you are quite slow today." He chuckled, then continued, "Jinx - She will be your ward. Guarding, tutoring, scheduling, etc."

Aurelia tilted her head but remained silent.

"Who are you to Jinx?" She asked softly - not knowing who this man is has been giving her an easy pass to make all these questions and not end up 7 feet below the ground.

Silco shifted his stance at the sudden interview given to him. Like Aurelia, he too kept quiet. Almost speechless.

"By the looks of it, I'm aware you're not really her biological father - but i can see you care for her a lot. And because of that, I give all my respect to you. But what is the origin story?"

Silco, once again, remained quiet. He was looking at her, sure, it was as if he didn't want to say the words and expected Aurelia to simply read it out his pretty little head.

With that said, Aurelia sighed. "It's fine - if you don't want to talk about it, then we don't have to."

"I took her in-"

And then suddenly, Aurelia's ears were full attention mode.

"Her sister abandoned her."

Never would she ever think that this man, who looks like he knows nothing about raising a kid, decided to take pity on one and even decide to take it in with him. He's amusing.

"Now, your turn. Will you agree with the proposal?"

"Hired? Me?" Aurelia asked in a sarcastically obnoxious tone, trying to lighten up the mood. Of course, Silco was not having any of it and gave her a look that screamed: I'm so done with you.

Aurelia, laughing lightly, nodded and agreed to the given proposal.

It was an opportunity she simply cannot pass on.

#silco x reader #daddy silco #silco #silco fluff #silco fanfic #silco x y/n #silco simp #silco x oc #arcane silco

[thepolyamorouspolymath]

So I got a job. It's an on demand job for long term temping -- I'm an "engagement professional" which means the agency hired me and will send me to contracts that are 2 to 6 months usually and need to be filled ASAP. So all the benefits of job hopping -- get to work in lots of sections of accounting and learn lots of softwares -- without the side eye to my resume for it because it was one job. But they had no role for me when I started, so I'm "on the bench" meaning they pay me to be on call-- I have to talk to them within 30 minutes if they call and be made up and such in case I have to do a video interview in a matter of minutes, but can pretty much chill reading my book the whole time. (The downside is it's hard to plan ahead because I don't know where I'll be working in 6 months, I'm going to be underpaid at least sometimes, and if I don't like a contract, tough.)

But we only send people like me to good, steady clients. And I'm the face of the company on site. (To the point I'm supposed to keep my eyes out for any suddenly open positions like firings and call my boss and if they take one of our people for more than 60 days I get a $2500 bonus.)

So I had to buy work clothes as I gained weight and mine didn't fit. I hate it.

Here's the thing: I'm an accountant. Which means everything has to be pretty staid -- no more possibility my boss will let me color my hair weird because there will be a new boss in 6 months. High necklines, and I mean HIGH bc my boobs in a bra come up to like 2 inches down from my neck. Pants. I hate pants and they never fit right -- wide hips suggest an ass to go with it to clothing manufacturers and I don't have one.

And no one gets why this upsets me. I get to buy a new wardrobe, I should be happy -- yeah, one I hate. Everyone has to do this for work -- yeah everybody in the US lived under Trump, didn't make it fun. It's just clothes -- if only it was.

It's not. It's that I feel uncomfortable in my skin the whole time, because I feel inauthentic. It's like I'm pretending to be someone else, ALL THE TIME.

[maitanii]

So I received this ask but I don't why I can't answer it normally, so I'm going to write it here because I'm really passionate about what I do. Hope you see it anon 🌸🤍

Being a journalist is hard.

It's fucking hard.

It's frustrating.

But, it's also the best thing that has ever happened to me.

Because it has made me more human.

I chose this path back in 2016, when I downloaded Tumblr for the first time and US elections were around the corner. Honestly, i didn't know much about it, but I found it quite interesting (and Donald Trump was named like Donald duck, so it was funny). When he actually won, I went to school the next day and my English teacher was crying. And I couldn't understand why it was a bad thing. I didn't know much English and politics at that time. So she explained to me what It meant. And I became interested in knowing how things were developing in the US. And I started following the news. And the rest is history!

JOURNALISM (long post ahead):

Being a journalist is dedicating yourself to the people, because you're telling them not only what to think, but how and why should they think.

Now, i'd like to start by saying that journalism is completely different depending on which part of the world you are from.

Thankfully, I'm from a country with freedom of speech and even though our government is far from perfect, it protects us. On the other hand, you can work in any newspaper without having a degree, so it makes the system corrupt, and it's hard to get hired without having contacts (this is different in other European countries). This is the first downside that I find, but as I said, it changes depending on where you are from.

Another bad thing it's that nowadays, journalism has lost the trust that it used to have. It's so easy to post a video on Twitter, write the words "breaking news" and scare hundreds of people. Social Media has done great things, it allows me to write this! But it also changed journalism. And young journalist are paying the price of being called liars.

Humanity changed, and following Darwinism, to survive, journalism had to adapt. As we say in my country, dress me slowly because I'm in a hurry. In order to do things good, you have to do them carefully. But we live in a hurry, and we need to know things quickly. Fake news, clickbait and many other dirty techniques have developed because all we care about it's making money. Making money fast.

Now, starting with good things: you get to know the world.

Last year, I had the chance to interview a young man from Senegal who is training to compete in the next Olympic Games. I talked with a Moroccan influencer that spreads body positivity. I got to know a teacher who spent some years in Syria. I have always been an open minded person, but journalism changed me even more.

I get to do the things I love the most: reading and writing stories. But this time, everything is real.

Also, knowing a second language is so useful and amazing. People don't understand how incredible it feels to communicate with people from all around the globe. Interviewing someone in your language it's great, but in another language? It's just, woah, they understand me! (I have to say that I'm lucky that my first language is Spanish)

Journalism is the fourth power. For real, is such a powerful profession. You are in charge of investigating what's going on and tell the people on a daily basis stories from everywhere. People do not seem to ealize the impact that it has.

I'm not going to lie, sometimes i's depressing. My body is here, but my mind is in Ukraine, Iran, Taiwan. I have anxiety issues and this year, the world's current situation has not helped. But at the end of the day, I go to sleep having learned something new.

I hope I helped you a bit. In case you have another question, here I am!

PS: English is not my first language, so if you don't understand something, let me know!

#—marta talks

[the-wonders]

Part 3

A few months after Rena was on her way to a job interview when a someone in a wheelchair was crossing the street and driving roughly 80mph in a busy city. Rena quickly rushes over to make sure that the person in the wheelchair made it to the other side safety. The car realized that someone in the street and quickly stopped however it was too late and car flipped over. Thankfully, nobody was hurt. The police quickly came to the scene

"Are you okay? You almost got hit back there."

Rena said as she was moving the person safely across the street

"I'm okay. Thank you for doing that. You truly didn't have to."

"No problem. I had to make sure you didn't get hurt."

"Why? You didn't have to do that. You choose to because you knew it was the right thing to do. You could've left me to get hit but you didn't..why?"

"Well. The car was going pretty fast. I wouldn't want to be ran over either especially in this condition."

The person in the wheelchair smiled

"Well. Thank you. I'm glad there's people like you in this cruel world."

"Not a problem at all. I'm just glad that you're safe."

Rena looked at her watch and realized

"I'm gonna be late for an interview…"

"Oh dear! You get going okay? My daughter is on her way."

"Do you want me to wait until she gets here? I don't want anything happening to you."

"Don't worry about me. You have a job interview to catch."

"Are you sure?"

"Positive. Thank you again Miss."

"No problem."

Rena waved goodbye and bolted to the building. When she got there she walked to the receptionist

"Hello is there an interview open for Rena Wonders at 12:30?"

"We're sorry… You're late for the interview it's 12:45 you're have to reschedule."

"… Darn it."

With her head down she walked out of the building

"Damn it. Now I have to find another job who's hiring."

Now Rena is walking around the city until she comes across a sign that says…

"Now hiring at Yasmines Diner!"

"Hm… Why not."

She heads to the diner.

"Hello..? You're hiring correct? I saw a sign across the street."

A woman in a suit greets her

"Yes we are! Follow me."

Rena followed her and takes a look around the place.. she noticed that it's not in the greatest condition… But stays silent.

"Have a seat."

The woman said

Rena sits down she taking a look around

"So do you have any prior work experiences?"

"Yes I do. I've worked in retail, restaurants, and in offices."

"Wonderful! Now what makes you a good candidate for this job?"

"I'm very hard-working, I work good in groups of other people no matter how rude and inconsiderate they are, I can get tasks done right, I'm organized, and I will make sure that do my very best for this job."

"Lovely. Before we hire you. We're gonna have to train you."

"Okay."

They walk out of the office

"What position are you looking to do?"

"A waitress."

"Okay."

They train her and the woman had a smirk on her face

"She's pretty good… Perfect for the job. The boss will love her."

The the woman said quietly

"You're pretty good at this y'know?"

"Thank you."

"No problem. You're hired. Here's the schedule."

The woman handed her the schedule

Rena takes a look at it.

"Alright then. This is a pretty odd schedule…"

"What makes it so odd?"

"Why are they all day shifts…? I'm pretty sure there's days you need closers."

"You don't need to worry about that."

The woman quickly pushed her out the door

"We'll see you tomorrow at 7:40 a.m. be prepared."

The woman closed the door behind her

"That was strange… I think I should do some investigating… I'll be back tonight."

She walks away heading back home. She feels like the woman is hiding something… What could that be though?

That night Rena when the restaurant was closed Rena was snooping around the outside of the restaurant she noticed that there was a whole bunch of police cars surrounding it. In order not to get caught she snuck around to the back of the restaurant.

When she gets to the back she smelled that something was rotting. She noticed the that area was unlocked and decided to step inside she turns around when she stepped on something. Her Jaw dropped to the floor when she noticed what it was. It was a dead body.

"Shit… I didn't know they killed people… Let me take a look around some more."

She noticed a stack a papers and decided to go through them.

"Seems to be a money related issue. I'll keep note of that."

*She started to leave when she noticed the police one of the officers had a gun in his hand pointing it at Rena."

"Keep your hands where I can see them."

Rena raises her hands

"Sir… She's just a bypasser."

One of the officers speak

The officer with the gun puts it down

"I was looking through the file over there and found out why the person might've been killed."

The officers looked at each other skeptical

"Where is said file?"

"On the table sir."

The officer goes to the table and sees the file and reads it

"Huh… This definitely is a motive. Who are you anyway?"

"My name is Rena Wonders."

"Do you work for this diner?"

"No, I was going to start tomorrow."

"Oh. So you didn't know about the murders happening here?"

"No sir. I'm really desperate for a job and didn't bother looking into it."

"Hey it happens. Sometimes we have to do what we must to make ends meet. You can put your hands down."

She puts them down

"Uh… Am I free to go..?"

"No. We have a couple of questions."

"Okay.."

"So Miss Wonders why were you here in the first place?"

"… I felt something was off and decided to take a look. My schedule was all day shifts and no closers I found it strange and decided to take a look.."

"Huh… So you felt something was wrong? Pretty impressive. Nobody has the balls to to do that. Next time though. Leave it to the police. It's too dangerous for a lady like you to roam the streets like this."

"Okay…"

"You can go now. Have a nice night."

"You too."

Rena walked out of the area. She felt like there was something worth looking into. She will be back. No matter what the officer said. For now she would go home and write about her findings. She was gonna investigate this herself.

#📖 story post

[gotbamb00zled]

how I got into IT with "zero" experience

Someone in one of my discords was wondering why people say things like "here's how I become a web developer with no experience." I wanted to rant about it, but Discord did not like how verbose I got. This is my story of how I was surprised to get into IT with having (almost no professional) experience. in my case, I wallowing in covid depression, but I got a CompTIA A+ cert because I wanted to get into cybersecurity. I studied for maybe 1-2 months but could have done it faster. Getting the cert was easy for me but I've been using Windows since the early 90s.

I was taking some online courses from TCM (Cyber Mentor Academy). Great resource for affordable education. Anyway, I saw listings for IT support jobs. One was a company where you give over the phone support to repairmen for those filtered water dispensers you see in offices…one was IT support for healthcare providers…

The dispenser support interview was first. I didn't perform well at the interview, but they seemed desperate to hire someone so they offered me the job despite my clear lack of enthusiasm for what they do. Then, after a phone interview with the healthcare place, I got offered that job. The water job was horrible pay and not full time. The healthcare job was I think $16/hr. Sounded stressful.

I was shocked when I got home and saw a contractor for Sandia Labs IT support wanted to Zoom call interview me. We did the interview maybe the next day. I didn't feel like I was doing that well in the interview but they seemed interested and we got along well. Toward the end, they paused for a bit and seemed to be chatting to each other via DMs. They sounded like they were gonna say "Well…we still have more people to interview" but instead they said "Well…I think you'd be a good fit."

The pay was triple what I made at my last job, plus extra for a health savings account. Had benefits, dental, vision, $300/year you could spend on any type of fitness gear or gym memberships and it would be reimbursed. Other benefits on top of that. Every supervisor there was supportive and working to get us promoted to a position working directly inside Sandia rather than being stuck as a contractor. We were all in the process of getting security clearances which opens tons of doors especially for cybersecurity.

Long story but I ended up quitting that job for various reasons. But I'm still amazed they gave me a chance…amazed that just studying for a month or so and getting one cert led to them giving me a 2nd chance after 2-3 years with no jobs on my resume.

I realize I'm a white seemingly cisgender male and because of that, I have an easier time of navigating the chaos life than most do. Sure, bipolar still throws me off quite a bit, but I was convinced they would never hire me for that Sandia job. Convinced I'd have to go work at some call center or grocery store again making $9 an hour and having constant back and shoulder pain from all the phsyical labor.

Seek out free or affordable education. Not sure if this is still true, but TechHire used to cover tuition for the Deep Dive Coding bootcamps that CNM offers. And there's Cultivate Coders still…? Not 100% sure if they're still around. But the resources are out there on YouTube or sites like gamedev.tv or GameDevHQ or Udemy.

Pursue what stimulates you intellectually. That might be music for one person and UI coding for another. Don't let your parents or your game dev idols convince you you're not going down a viable path. Do you think people thought Tim Schafer taking a risk and founding Double Fine was "viable"? Was John Carmack and George Romero quitting their lucrative day jobs to make Doom "a smart move"? No. But Carmack and Romero knew they could achieve their goals and they took that risk.

Sometimes, those risks in game dev don't pay off. Maybe funding falls through or a publisher backs out on a deal. Maybe the cost of living increase to move to another city and work at that studio makes it unrealistic. But covid changed how we think about work-life balance. My brother went from having to drive 1 hour to work and 1 hour back every day in LA before and during covid to mostly working from home.

Again, I'm not trying to sound like I'm humble bragging.

I'm 34…I live with my parents…I'm on disability…let's just say I have to pull up my bank app and double check I have enough money to cover a purchase more than I'd like.

But so what? I'm going to orientation to volunteer at a local nonrprofit helping the homeless find housing and jobs tomorrow. Sure, there will be no pay. But I'll wake up ready to help people find stability in their life and take the bus home glad I was able to help.