Carmen Gibes
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The Shelf
Even back when the world was open, I didn't typically find myself in stadiums very often. I even less often purchase anything while I am there because I don’t typically want to spend $5.25 on a bottle of water. However, last year I went to the new Little Caesars Arena in Detroit for a concert and forgot to bring an empty water bottle to fill. So, tail between my legs, I went up to purchase a new bottle of water. I begrudgingly handed over my card to purchase the bottle of liquid gold. As she placed the bottle on the counter I watched in surprise as she began to unscrew the cap from the top, throw it away and then hand me the exposed bottle. In my head I thought, "What the heck am I supposed to do with this? I gave you how much money and you can’t even give me my cap?" But I just said “thank you” and went back to join my group. Of course, a group of six ladies is going to need to use the bathroom before heading to our seats and I started to realize my error of getting this drink before going to the bathroom. I began to strategize a plan of what to do with this exposed bottle in my hand. As I stood in line, I thought, "Should I put it on the floor? Maybe on the back of the toilet or on top of the toilet paper rack?" I was still debating what option was best as I walked into the first available stall.
By Carmen Gibes6 years ago in Unbalanced
The One Where...We Are Alone Together
After leaving work one afternoon, I passed another office building in the same complex and could not help but immediately stop the car to take a picture of what I saw through the tall storefront windows. It looked so lonely, almost eerie through that glass. There they were, two people, just feet apart from each other, separated by a floor and some walls, staring into the abyss of their computer screens. They were working together in the same building, yet they looked so very alone. The reality is that this view has become a standard of the typical office environment - a productivity space made up of walls, doors and borders. The glimpse through that window provided a different perspective of this common work space that so many of us are in together every day, yet over time can make us feel all alone both physically and mentally.
By Carmen Gibes6 years ago in Journal
storm after storm, calm after calm
It was the calm before the storm and the world was in motion. Then the storm hit. The world was dealt a blow and the economy crashed. Now I, like so many others, are a part of the “No Job Club”. Before this whole thing blew up in our faces, I was driving to work one morning at the start of a new year, already going through the motions like a zombie, and thought to myself, “This is starting to feel too normal, too calm.”
By Carmen Gibes6 years ago in Motivation
