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The real lives of businessmen, professionals, the everyday man, stay at home parent, healthy lifestyle influencers, and general feel good human stories.
My Adventures as a Pizza Delivery Driver
In the short time that I have been delivering pizzas, I have been fortunate by not seeing many accidents on the roadways. But one day, I was driving along a popular road here in Town, while delivering pizzas and almost witnessed a horrible accident.
By Rhonda Farley7 years ago in Journal
The Village
It takes a village to raise a child! You've heard the saying so many times it's probably lost its edge. What does it mean, though? I hear something very different when this platitude is uttered – rather, 'muttered'. I hear something very different, indeed.
By Wayne Thomas7 years ago in Journal
The Price of Education and Teaching: Part IX
Because I really had no 'resources,' I went back to my husband's apartment but started looking for a place to rent close to work. It took me about a month, so I lived a month of almost complete silence and took my daughter out in her stroller so we could spend time together away from our hell; it was interesting that his side of the family never came around during this time, and not even before. I have a feeling my husband still hadn't told his family what was going on; it would've been too humiliating for him.
By Martina R. Gallegos7 years ago in Journal
Breakfast Sandwich Makers are Tools for Mourning
The Breakfast Sandwich Maker is a $15 tribute to American economic malaise. It hit the market at a time when the U.S. Department of Labor stopped counting people who gave up fruitlessly looking for work in their unemployment statistics in a desperate attempt to paint a rosier picture of the Great Recession. Well-paid talking heads in big coastal cities were telling average Joes and Janes in flyover country that the new normal was scraping by with a little help from the dole. And as so-called experts sat with garbage smiles and wagging fingers, telling flyover country to check its privilege as jobs went overseas and foreclosures stole homes, this machine made its debut on Meijer and Walmart shelves. And while its utility in the kitchen may be questionable at best, this machine and its generic knock-offs served a greater purpose: to help working-class men and women to grieve the passing of the Good Life.
By Patrick Murphy, MS, LLPC7 years ago in Journal
My Adventures as a Pizza Delivery Driver
It was the time of the year once more for the Super Bowl. I was the newest driver at work. On certain occasions throughout the year, everybody is required to be at work, like on Super Bowl Sunday. When I arrived at work that day, all of the other driver’s were busy beavers. Folding boxes, washing the dishes and putting them back in their proper places, answering the phones, filling up large containers of pizza sauce, and attending to the ovens in the front of the Store.
By Rhonda Farley7 years ago in Journal
My Adventures as a Pizza Delivery Driver
Last October at work, one of the Managers at the Store, decided to have a contest just for the delivery drivers. Up for grabs was a twenty-five dollar pre-paid Visa gift card. If nobody won the contest by the end of the month, the gift card went up to fifty dollars, and so forth. The way the contest went was, whichever delivery driver had the most friendliest customers' comments left on the feedback at the Store, won the gift card. If two delivery drivers were tied at the end of the month, then the gift card rolled over to the next month. So, let the Contest begin!
By Rhonda Farley7 years ago in Journal
My Adventures as a Pizza Delivery Driver
We have a developmentally challenged employee at work. He visits several stores during the week and he folds boxes for each store. This guy has been an employee at work longer than anybody. He has the mind of a child and plays with his “toys,” like, for example, spins tops, while he is trying to work, folding boxes, that is. His brother drives him around to all of the stores that he works at.
By Rhonda Farley7 years ago in Journal
The Price of Education and Teaching: Part V
I knew I'd get in touch with my former high school teacher, and I was anxiously looking forward to it. It was always great talking to her because she was always positive and encouraging; she had more faith in me than I did, and she always asked to keep in touch. I don't even remember spending time with my siblings, especially since they lived with different relatives, and now different cities as well.
By Martina R. Gallegos7 years ago in Journal
Power Trips Trip You Up
Power Corrupts. Power affects people. Power interferes with the ability to think straight. Power drives those with any significant amount of it to become desperate and irrational to hold onto it; to assert that their view of their own position as a reality. They will start to "flex" and pull rank just to assure them that they can. A common saying holds true here: "Any boss who has to say they are the boss is not the boss."
By Casey Parker7 years ago in Journal