humanity
The real lives of businessmen, professionals, the everyday man, stay at home parent, healthy lifestyle influencers, and general feel good human stories.
What It's Like To Be Shy in the Performing Arts Industry
I'm a student, currently in my third year of a four year degree in Music and Theatre. Tonight, I attended a production put on by my upperclassmen, written by a graduate of (the Theatre half of) my program. It was an absolutely phenomenal production. Both the actors' performances and the play itself were truly beautiful, heart-rending, and human. I cried (a lot), and gave them a rousing standing ovation of my own volition, which is rather rare. There was a reception after the show, and I knew I had to use it as an opportunity both to congratulate my fellow actors and especially to reach out to the playwright and let her know how exquisite her work was.
By Violet P. Davies8 years ago in Journal
I'm Still Looking for a Job
As it is, I’m still looking for a job. Something part-time and out of the house. Preferably retail. It is possible where I live to do this. I applied at a pretzel shop at the mall, and a health foods store at the mall so far. There is a 711 in my neighborhood. I plan on applying there, if I can. Ideally, I want to be able to walk to work. I do need the extra income since I have to buy some pagan supplies like gemstones and herbs. This will eventually happen. I found a sweet insurance gig, which means that I can work very part-time and that’s okay by them.
By Iria Vasquez-Paez8 years ago in Journal
Work Life, Flu Life
Ah, it's flu season. The time of year where every other person is wearing a doctor's mask in public and you're left wondering whether they are sick, or they're trying to stay healthy. Either way, I avoid them at all costs. Being currently sick myself, I thought I would share some thoughts on having the flu while in school or when you have to work.
By Megan Palmer8 years ago in Journal
Who Are We?
As the human race we are people; as people we have many different expectations to fulfill. Those expectations are our occupations. Whether we may or may not be paid for our occupation like most, it is still considered an occupation. We can be doctors, construction workers, cashiers, and teachers; or we can be labeled as mothers, and fathers, brothers, and sisters. The list is endless. We were all put here to do something. We weren’t created for the heck of it. As the human race we are important.
By Allison B.8 years ago in Journal
Be a Man!
First things first: Let's rip off the band-aid. I'm transgender—female to male—and have been passing for a little over a year now. If you're unfamiliar with the term "passing," it simply means that I resemble the gender that I feel is most right for me. In this case, I look like a male and no one questions that I am one. Mostly this is an excellent thing because I have been wanting this for many years and finally I don't have to deal with people mistaking me for a woman. It's awesome.
By Varden Frias8 years ago in Journal
Unbelievable: True Stories from an Uber Driver!
Driving for Uber can be fantastic. Think about a job where you make your own hours, listen to music the whole time, and cash out instantly. These are just some of the benefits of driving for Uber. The real treasures are all the interesting people you can meet while making money. Here are just a few of the customers I've experienced that really stood out among the rest.
By Vic Winter8 years ago in Journal
The Fear Caused by Unemployment
After my high school graduation, the first thing on my mind was, WHAT NOW? I didn’t have any plans as for college because I was leaving the country, so my dreams of going were crashed by my reality and economic status, so I knew that I was gonna focus on getting over my depression and get a job as soon as possible to start saving for college. Everyone else knew what college they were going to, what career they were gonna study, and had their minds on the game, meanwhile I was hyperventilating since I was a fish that was changed out of his tank and moved to another one—bigger—where the language and the culture was different, and another whole way of how being an adult works.
By Sunshine Queen YG8 years ago in Journal
Hospitality
More often than not, I feel like people who work in hospitality deserve medals. Not only because of the physical demands of ten-hour shifts but also the surprisingly high concentration of assholes in this industry. This excerpt comes from the resignation email I sent to a well-known, London-based, Australian brasserie that is supposed to be an ethical and laid back place. Right.
By Angeliki Kitrini8 years ago in Journal











