Humanity
There Goes My Hero
Hi, y'all! It's been a minute since I've been here. Don't worry. I'm still writing. I've been working on a very personal piece, and I'm still noodling around on how to move forward with it. But in the meantime, my fingers have been getting itchy to write and share again. So here I am.
By Kathleen Majorsky4 years ago in Confessions
Ray Mirra early Life As A Pharmacist
Today, Ray Mirra is one of the most renowned pharmacy business professionals in Philadelphia. After his 1978 employment at the Hahnemann Hospital, the young pharmacy graduate began laying a solid foundation for his future. Working at different pharmacies in Philadelphia served as invaluable platform for Ray Mirra Jr for getting familiar with the real issues and intricacies that had to be addressed in order to build a successful business. After being introduced to the world of pharmacy business by Mr. Charles Carré, Raymond began working as an employee at Mr. Carré’s West Oak Lane drugstore East Oak Lane in May 1979. His 7 years of dedicated service here was recognized by his employer who bought out Raymond Mirra’s ownership and named him partner in the business in 1986.
By Ray Mirra Online4 years ago in Confessions
A footy life
So this is me. Name, Stuart. Age 38. 2 kids, 1 wife and a cat. You can tell from my picture I’m also in love with football. Always have been. Always will be. My first game was At Selhurst Park in 1988, the season we (Arsenal), won the old first division by beating Liverpool 2-0 on the final day of the season. The game was between Charlton Athletic (groundsharing at Selhurst as they had been booted out of The Valley a few years earlier) and Arsenal. Me, my dad and my uncle Paul were stood (because for at least a few months more of that season you could stand at games (RIP the 97) and we were behind Arsenal goalkeeper John Lukic. Who was a hero of mine. We won that day and from then on (I was about 6 years old) I have been hooked on Arsenal and couldn’t imagine ever supporting another team. My youth playing days only consisted of 1 team. At U9 level and I was a right back. Wasn’t very good and paid more attention to the daisies growing out of the grass. Back then football really wasn’t for me. I also enjoyed Saturday morning kids TV such as “GOING LIVE” with Phillip Schofield and Sarah Greene, and that was on at the same time as training. I then didn’t play until I went secondary school. Sedgehill has its fair share of past famous students. I wasn’t going to be one of those. Google the school and you’ll see who I shared the same hallways with. When I left there me and some mates started up our own 5aside team called AC London and we were quite successful to be honest. A few seasons of that and I left to join an 11 aside team. My first called London Rovers. We played home games at Danson Park. Spent 2 seasons there winning the league in my second season. We wasn’t that good but neither were teams in our division. Then from there I went to Bromley Spartans Fc. Manager Don Leach was a mad, eccentric guy who loved his jazz music. There is where I played probably my best ever game of football. The night before the game (a cup semi final) me and those mates from the 5aside days, went to Hastings to watch the Mayweather/Hatton fight. I was in america so we went out and got smashed. Forgetting I had footy the following day we didn’t stop drinking. The fight ended at 5am ish so another mate who was designated driver, took us home, I went to bed assuming my alarm would wake me from a planned 2 hour cat nap. I also had the kit. Guess what happened. I get a call (I think the 20th) and I answer it. It’s my manager asking where I am. So I put on my tracksuit at the quickest speed I’ve ever moved at, and bolted out. Luckily the home ground was at the end of my road, but still. I was left back, absolutely smashed from the night before and out in the best performance of my career. We still lost 2-1. but none of the goals were down to my mistake so I’ll take that. From there I moved to Junior reds. My first training session in pre season didn’t end well. It ended with my in A&E as I had broken my ankle bone on the right side and ripped ligaments in the left side of the same ankle. That put me out for 6 week. The longest 6 weeks of my life. Spend about 7/8 seasons at the club between the Sunday and then Saturday teams, and it’s there I took on my first management role at U12 level. From then on I havnt looked back. But I wasn’t expecting to go to the levels of football I’m at now.
By Stuart Webb4 years ago in Confessions
My Upstairs Neighbors
We’ve all had/have them or maybe you are them. They’re annoying and inconsiderate and probably are terrible human beings. You know who I’m talking about y’all…the upstairs neighbor. They are a boil on the ass that is apartment living. Why do they choose between the hours of 10pm-1 am to be the biggest d-heads on the planet? Are you dragging a body up there sir? Why are you vacuuming when you have hardwood floor, ma’am? Why is a rave going on in your apartment at 9pm on a Tuesday? Why are we practicing to be in Wrestlemania at 11:30 at night? Why did you buy bricks for shoes? Why am I watching Fear Thy Neighbor on Discovery+? That’s a true crime series about people who murder their neighbors because they just couldn’t take it anymore. Now I do not condone murder in any way but sometimes I gotta tell y’all, I understand the rage.
By Tee Richardson 4 years ago in Confessions
Why I don’t believe in a work-life balance.
It implies that our work and our lives are two separate entities. Which they are not. Those hours you spend at work each day comprise a gigantic chunk of your life. If you are not happy at work, you are not only wasting your career, you are wasting your life. Those are just the facts.
By Danniel4 years ago in Confessions
The Joy of Writing
Alone, in an ocean of great content During the pandemic, I was lucky enough not to lose my job, the only major impact was staying home all day. I then realized how much time was available to me by cutting out all my trips to work, restaurants, bars etc… All those years of saying "I'd like to do this, do that, but I don't have time…", that excuse was worthless! And as a creative person, I had a world of possibilities at my fingertips, learning how to paint? 3D creation? It was a great feeling that soon turned into huge anxiety.
By Bastien Collard4 years ago in Confessions
KICKBOXING MY WAY THROUGH LIFE
Did I just invest in myself 680 dollars for 35 kickboxing classes? You bet your ass I did. I have been disgustingly sick of going to the gym - I seriously hate working out solo. Classes are just 10 times more fun and motivating for me. I have always been motivated by money, and classes are no different in my eyes.
By Chantel4 years ago in Confessions
My Mental Illness
Let me start by saying I am no psychologist or psychiatrist I am a person who suffers from Dissociative Amnesia as one of my many diagnosis's. As with other people who suffer from mental illness I have multiple diagnosis's. It is hard to tell one from the other in my perspective but I am going to try to put this in perspective for those who are interested from a sufferers point of view.
By Wendy Bradley 4 years ago in Confessions
