fact or fiction

Is it a fact or is it merely fiction? Fact or Fiction explores the lesser known truths in the corporate culture of Journal.

Dark Side of the Moon
Sun peaking through the window, I swing my legs around to the side of the bed. Thinking of the song by Too Short, “Gettin It”, I need all the motivation I can muster to get up. It's going to be a long day, but as usual there is no time to complain. Normally the day starts off slow, but I can feel the storm brewing, which makes me think of another one of my favorite songs on my playlist “Quiet Storm” by Mobb Deep. I'm a merchandiser for Dr Pepper so I usually get through the day by throwing my headphones on and getting to work. Since I have all these songs already in my head, it’s time to put on my playlist. I get out my car to go inside my first store, and it's some weird dust in the air almost like pollen. Anyway, I don't pay it any real attention because it’s time to get to work. First song to start the grind is “Push it” by Rick Ross, my everyday selection to get my mind right for the day ahead.
By JGascey5 years ago in Journal
The Courtship of Ollie's Mother
Sticky clumps of Play-Doh smack the floor all bug-splat smushy. It’s funny, and it's fun. Makes Ollie chuckle. What's keeping Marcella? Josephine's fingers tap her thighs.
By Christy Munson5 years ago in Journal
The Communist Trolls Guide to Understanding the American Minimum Wage
The amount of confusion about a simple issue like minimum wage is astonishing. I don't know how many people in the real world are confused about minimum wage, but many folks on Quora have very bizarre ideas. There are a lot of very simple questions about minimum wage with a lot of wrong answers.
By Naima Omar5 years ago in Journal
Validation And Verification Of Meals Security Management Measures
In fall 2004, FSIS updated its coverage and procedures for reviewing state inspection programs, together with the new FSIS Manual for State Meat and Poultry Inspection Program Reviews that additional strengthened testing and coaching necessities. FSIS issued an Interim Report in June 2005 which discovered that state inspection programs are “at least equal to” federal inspection. This review information continues to demonstrate that state inspection programs are highly effective and supply shoppers with a wholesome, unadulterated food product that's correctly labeled and safe.
By Cado Blue5 years ago in Journal
Preakness
Preakness By Leslie Dunn Knock. Knock. “Housekeeping!” She waited 5… 4… 3… 2- “Come back tomorrow!” a raspy voice cried out.
By Leslie Dunn5 years ago in Journal
My Sweet Leavette
… And there I was, seeing her gleam, my dear old friend, waiting for me with such joy and relief. Blissfully enamored with life once again, I could feel it as if were my own feelings. I had a purpose after all. If I had not waited, I would’ve turned into dust. Missing the only opportunity to feel truly alive. I almost gave up. It really seemed that one else in this world was pure enough, gentle, or even selfless as she had been to fulfill my mission. Everything, simply everything I represent would’ve been lost and I would’ve never experienced such ecstasy in life. Oh life…
By Kimberly Bonilla5 years ago in Journal
The Inheritance
A loud knock woke me up. I walked to see who it was; my best friend, Mike, of thirty years, holding a package left behind by the mailman. I grabbed my mail. It was too early. I didn't want to see anyone today, "Don't touch my mail." Mike just ignored me, headed to the kitchen to grab a mocha in the fridge.
By Llermo Rogers5 years ago in Journal
Rose of Happenstance
Rose had grown used to little synchronicities happening, when she pulled into the assigned parking spot of her new apartment, and a radio advertisement screamed, “YOU ARE IN THE RIGHT PLACE!”. She chuckled a bit, thinking to herself, “well there’s a good sign!”.
By Sharon Bautista5 years ago in Journal
Time Slip
Time Slip Written and Illustrated by Cameron Hampton All Rights Reserved 2021-2022© A small, manky flat in London. A woman is shouting at her boyfriend.
By Cameron Hampton5 years ago in Journal
Vacation Mystery
Watching the sun lower into the ocean is quite possibly the most relaxing experience on the planet, Hannah thinks as she sips her frozen, fruity drink. Taking a deep breath she digs her toes into the sand and watches the pink and orange streaks dance across the waves. I earned this, she thinks. I worked hard for this. Finishing her Masters degree was totally worth the student loans she has been slowly paying back. Now that she has aced her bar exam she will hopefully get a salary bump so she can make bigger payments and quit her second job.
By Jennifer Kent5 years ago in Journal
A Forgotten Blessing
Slamming the phone receiver back onto the base, Aimee growled in frustration. Fortunately for her, the office was currently empty and Aimee didn’t have to explain herself to anyone’s questioning glance. Her poor debit card stared up at her from the desk, the numbers faded as the glossy silver ink had long worn away from frequent use. Aimee knew the number by heart, of course, but when she had to give the number to someone over the phone for a payment, it always felt more comfortable with the card in her view - just in case a fluke of dyslexia or a memory lapse somehow made her give the wrong digits.
By Caryn Oles5 years ago in Journal
The Little Black Notebook
It is cold and raining, Ella runs to take shelter from the pea sized drops of water falling from the sky in a furry. As thunder shakes the earth, she pulls her hood back and looks up at the thick gray clouds, she is now in the temporary safety of the bus shelter. Her decision to take cover there for a time was only by chance, because of the weather, or perhaps, it was always supposed to be. Ella turns to scan her momentary haven. She finds a little black notebook sitting on the bench.
By TL5 years ago in Journal