Your Poetry Makes Me Uncomfortable
That moment you suddenly regret bringing “magnetic poetry” to work so coworkers can have fun making silly sentences on the community refrigerator. Ish just got real.
What I Really Meant To Say
I wish that we, as a human race, could somehow make a big, executive decision to stop sugar coating, quit playing games, and just say things as they are. In our society, there is a plethora of unwritten rules and “social norms” about how we should respond to situations or topics. Because of this, when…
Reason Number 2,384,562 My Dad Is Awesome
Me: Hey dad, sorry to have to call you at work but I just need to talk to you for a second. Are you in the middle of something? Dad: (In his cheery tone as usual) Oh no, just in the middle of working out a two and a half billion dollar budget that is…
Protected: Confessions From Behind the Lens
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730 Days as a School Official
Today marks my two year anniversary as Registrar at a local college. For 730 days, I have been a “school official.” I remember the first time I had to sign an important document as Registrar. A coworker came to me and said “Courtney, I need a school official’s signature, can you please sign off on…
Protected: Sharing a Work Space with a Serial Killer
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School Blues
Last week I began my fourth online class towards my Humanities Degree. I have come to an important realization: I hate online classes. In 2007 I enrolled in an online class in addition to my “real” classes and dropped it within two weeks. There is absolutely nothing that appeals to me about taking classes online.…
The Allergy Customer
For me, the hardest part about waitressing is the wind down after a shift. After a 15-hour workday I would love to come home, shower, and pass out immediately. My body is begging for sleep, but my brain is still scrambling for a pen, memorizing orders, fighting with chefs, and sucking up to guests. I…
Quit Yer Whinin’
I have had it. I am so tired of listening to people constantly complain about work, school, the weather, politics, their significant other, or any of the other issues that are apparently causing extreme and debilitating unhappiness. Yes, I realize the irony of this post, as I am complaining about people who complain. Don’t care.…
The Way to Ruin a Perfect Day
Shopping. Shopping for clothes is the way to ruin the most beautiful of days. The sun can be shining, the birds chirping, my hair looking red carpet worthy, and none of it matters. As soon as I step into a cramped dressing room surrounded by 18 mirrors all apparently on fun-house setting, my whole day…
