humanity
The real lives of businessmen, professionals, the everyday man, stay at home parent, healthy lifestyle influencers, and general feel good human stories.
Shikou No Tokumei - The Unknown thought.
“...What a long strange trip it’s been” Growing up as a child, having had been raised with a wide diversity of both native America, Scottish, German, Creole, and even Japanese ideals; I often times found myself alone with little to do, other than create things to entertain myself. I feel that this in tandem with Lego’s, card board, Building Blocks and the few Tin soldiers I could get my hands on from time to time, that these simple resources, in tandem with other things later in my life, became the very reason that I would later form Tokumei LLC, a Multi Media production and Game development company. I often found that the most reliable resource of entertainment came from within my own head from the vast and rather diverse worlds I’d create, to the potential thoughts, dreams, and Ideas that spurned my yearning desire to beat the ravaging hoards of boredom at their core.
By Seth Stephens5 years ago in Journal
Everything is Okay [Social Shock]
A lion is proud. A lion is majestic. A lion is an unyielding symbol of power and bravery. To be a lion was to be all of these things. As a student, it is rare that someone thinks much of their mascot. To me, it was just an excuse to be loud and pretend you were different- better, in a way- than the other schools in your area. People would paint their cheeks with black and yellow, white for flair, and we'd sit in the bleachers and stomp loudly during assemblies. It felt silly to be part of the cheering crowd, it felt impermanent to wear the colors for a day that would be forgotten in a year or so. I was a cheerleader for a year and still found no real joy in joining the crowd's screams. To be a lion was nothing to me.
By Emily Johnson5 years ago in Journal
Memory Keepers
Memory Keepers By Nina Waddington Death does not need to be lost forever in grief; instead, it can spark laughter, stories, and somber contentment. Indeed, with guidance, people can learn to find joy after loss, but the road is challenging and often isolating and dark. I am teaching this through my writing, but my work has just begun.
By Nina Waddington5 years ago in Journal
Why I'm done delivering food
19JUN2021; 1615, SAT I'm pretty sure that when that pic was taken a few short years ago, I never fathomed that I'd not only have a dad bod and Pop Smoke braids (RIP), but a legit need for actual glasses, with a Rx in them. In a similar vein, I most def didn't see coming the days of me zipping around my hometown, delivering food, back when I got out of the service just shy of a decade ago.
By Nefarious Darrius5 years ago in Journal
Brightly Coloured Coffee Cup
I have never been the victim of a wonderful plot. My story would never be a best seller or someone’s favourite read. Should my life be a book, boredom would strike you down on page one. When I speak of my thoughts to another, their eyes simply droop with the weight of inescapable monotony. They’d think the churnings of my dull mind were nothing but petty words in the most boring order, lacking any real substance.
By Megan Slade 5 years ago in Journal
5 Ways the Covid-19 Pandemic is Transforming Hiring and Recruitment
Australia has once again entered an economic recession due to the Coronavirus pandemic. The last time it faced a major labor market shock was during the Great Depression. With the government strictly implementing lockdowns to comply with health and safety protocols, local companies are thinking about how they can recover from the Covid-19 crisis. Thousands of people have lost their jobs since May of 2020, significantly bringing up the unemployment rate of the country.
By Next Day Recruitment5 years ago in Journal
Workaholic Logic
Workaholic Logic For Member Only This is my master mind for Members Only. I have worked in the workforce for the last forty years. I started at the aged of 16 and worked for the famous Lloyds bank as a bank teller. I next I moved to Alaska where my father lived and look through the yellow pages and found a job at a bank. My father had said I was only eighteen I could stay there with him and go to college. I got out on the bus in Alaska and found a job. I was bewildered because I was in Love. My Navy man ex-lover sent for me to come to San Diego. When I arrived the airline lost my luggage? It was a difficult time. A few days after I arrived my luggage was returned. Immediately I start to interview for work and quickly I landed a job in a financial institution and was balancing ledgers. But things did not work out in San Diego, so I had to make a emergency move back to my Moms house in Los Angeles. I started to work for my Mom casting service in Los Angeles. We did get movie to one cast. Things at home were tough and the casting company was having problems. I was always a workaholic. Mom was having difficulties, so I took another Bank Teller job in Los Angeles on the famous Wilshire Blvd. After some months I started to search for a job in a manufacturing company. I started just redoing all their files and organizing a file closet. They really like my attitude, so they start cross training me on all the jobs for the entire company. They promoted me to Technical Supervisor, I was running computer reports on the tape reel type of the 1980 before internet. I did all their data entry and payrolls, and everything was sent reel to reel to Michigan. It was amazing. Then suddenly after being married to my first husband, he decided he wanted to move to Las Vegas. I moved and as soon as I got there, I started looking for work and found a job that said receptionist. What I ended up getting hired to do was Financial Aid in the Tech School Industry. For four years I handled financial aid and that included Financial Aid for school and Audits. I sat in with a VA Audit and I learned about Indian Finance. I was very interested. Next, I got hired to do financial aid for a Cosmetology school. I was very excited to continue with finance. It was near that time that I decided to go back to school but finances kept me under the gun. I than found myself getting out of a bad marriage. I had to move form Vegas and leave my Jewelry thief and criminal husband. He was taking away to jail. I submitted about ten resumes to schools is California. It was a all-male welding school that hired me full time for financial aid.
By Wanda B Henry5 years ago in Journal
Finding Yourself
We all envision how we want our lives to be like, while we are growing up. Some children want to be a cop, fire fighter, lawyer. Some want to be a dancer or painter, a doctor, or nurse. Some boys want to be cowboys, and girls start planning their weddings from the time they are 4 years old. As for me, I never really could figure that out. I remember being a kid with a lot of responsibility, that just wanted acceptance for who I was. Even though I couldn't even figure that one out. It was always like I was told how I needed to be, or what I needed to be doing. If not from my mom or dad, grandma, other adults, it was friends, and other kids and students I went to school with, too. It's like I was taught to just go with the flow, instead of making sure I make my stand, for myself. And now figuring out my adult life, I've found a lot of things to be challenging, when it comes time for me to have to stand up for myself. Be who I feel I am. It has taken 30 years to feel the freedom, to be able to find the things that I feel make me happy and find what and who I am meant to be. Not saying that I have all found the answers, or have figured the secret of life out, but I have learned that you can not make everyone happy by trying to find your own happiness. Nor, can you make yourself happy, trying to keep everyone else happy. Everyone will have an opinion of what they think is best, or just an opinion, that can be kept to themselves. I've learned to say, Fuck it! I gonna do me, regardless!
By Kayla Lynn Waksmonski5 years ago in Journal
The Government Is About To Put This Two-Legged Mammal On The Endangered Species List
Office jobs might be dead. At this very moment in time, you're either nodding your head or shaking it. You bobbleheads out there (I say that will love) prolly already agree with this and likely have been saying this for some time now. Maybe even thinking that it's about time someone actually wrote what you've known to be true.
By Rick Martinez5 years ago in Journal
