It's amazing how just the sound of laughter, can immediately lift one's spirits. It's beautiful when it fills the air and surrounds you, consuming every part of you, until whatever it was you were mad or upset about, is gone.
Laughter can heal, and yet in this world, where everything needs to be so serious, I find it harder and harder to find.
People think that acting a little silly now and then, belongs in childhood. Guess what? Innocence may have been RIPPED from you, but that doesn't mean you should lose it completely.
Enjoy the little things in life; laugh. It's such a small thing to do, and it accomplishes so much. It lifts you up from the dark pits of emotional hell, and raises you high above all of that nonsense.
Sure, the world and the problems will still be there ... and you WILL work through them and you WILL survive. So, why not take a moment to just stop, look at your life, and just ... laugh.
Trust me, you'll feel a LOT better after you've laughed for a good five minutes. What's five minutes, to your 24 hour day? A speck in time.
Make time for YOU. Make time for LOVE. Make time for LAUGHTER.
Thursday, August 19, 2010
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
Finding A Job: Harder Than Getting Off Crack
It is just me, or does anyone else find it immensely ridiculous what one has to go through these days, just to find a job? I am finding that with my growing displeasure with my current employment that I am out and about, putting feelers here and there. Nothing extremely serious, but still frustrating none the less.
Not only am I depressed with my current situation, but just poking around is adding to the depression. It seems that every job now requires everything they can possibly (and legally) get their hands on. It’s amazing they do not ask for you to name your first born child after their company, in order to secure a ‘first round’ interview.
Oh yes, there’s more than one round now. Now you not only have to submit a complete application, a resume, a cover letter, a list of references and what they prefer to eat, dress, and think—you will also be put through numerous torturous interviews, with thirty different people, that once you actually get the job, you will never see again; and will have no impact on your job what-so-ever.
I remember the good old days, where you typed up your resume and it didn’t matter the length or the style of font or the paper it was on; simply list what you did at your last couple of jobs. You’d meet ONE person; have a delightful chat to go over what was on your resume. They’d tell you right there and then if you were hired or not, and if not, you still left with a sense of accomplishment.
Now? Your entire self esteem gets crushed in the very first attempt at contact. People are rude; they know they have a market and they can be complete assholes to you. Yet, you have to take it and act like you enjoy it; because let’s face it, you need the job, they don’t need you.
They put you through the ringer, just to see if you’ll last to the end. Level after level of tests, questions, examinations of bodily fluids… the test of all time; can you get blood from a rock? Then, in the very end … “I’m sorry; you’re just not qualified for this position.” Or my favorite, “We think you are TOO qualified for this position.”
Let’s take the first one, shall we? Ok, I am not qualified because NO ONE will hire me to GET the qualifications. So, of course I am not qualified. Doesn’t matter that I have a degree on my back, have done this type of work before, and am a quick learner… the fact that YOU don’t think I am qualified, along with every other company I have tried, will keep me unqualified and in this hell forsaken RUT for the rest of my LIFE. (The whole topic of degrees will be for another ‘tantrum’)
Now, let’s take the overqualified. Alright, I am too qualified for this job; doesn’t that mean I can definitely do this and then some? Wouldn’t’ you want someone who was over qualified for the position, because then you know for sure, the crap is going to get done and done well?
In the end, it’s all bullshit. They’re the puppet masters and we’re the puppets. We’re at their beck and call, and will do whatever they say, because we so desperately need a job, and yet they somehow get great satisfaction out of this. It’s only when they get to the point of ‘desperation’, do they turn around and just hire any joe-shmo!
That’s the person that you know, that somehow got the best job in the entire world, without any experience what-so-ever, and you sit there and scratch your head wondering how the hell that happened? Yeah… that’s the person who applied JUST when they got desperate, and they got lucky.
See folks, it’s all about timing and has nothing to do with your abilities, intelligence, or personality. If an ad has been in the paper two or three days, don’t even bother. If it’s been a good six or eight months, go for it! (Don’t quote me on that :D)
Not only am I depressed with my current situation, but just poking around is adding to the depression. It seems that every job now requires everything they can possibly (and legally) get their hands on. It’s amazing they do not ask for you to name your first born child after their company, in order to secure a ‘first round’ interview.
Oh yes, there’s more than one round now. Now you not only have to submit a complete application, a resume, a cover letter, a list of references and what they prefer to eat, dress, and think—you will also be put through numerous torturous interviews, with thirty different people, that once you actually get the job, you will never see again; and will have no impact on your job what-so-ever.
I remember the good old days, where you typed up your resume and it didn’t matter the length or the style of font or the paper it was on; simply list what you did at your last couple of jobs. You’d meet ONE person; have a delightful chat to go over what was on your resume. They’d tell you right there and then if you were hired or not, and if not, you still left with a sense of accomplishment.
Now? Your entire self esteem gets crushed in the very first attempt at contact. People are rude; they know they have a market and they can be complete assholes to you. Yet, you have to take it and act like you enjoy it; because let’s face it, you need the job, they don’t need you.
They put you through the ringer, just to see if you’ll last to the end. Level after level of tests, questions, examinations of bodily fluids… the test of all time; can you get blood from a rock? Then, in the very end … “I’m sorry; you’re just not qualified for this position.” Or my favorite, “We think you are TOO qualified for this position.”
Let’s take the first one, shall we? Ok, I am not qualified because NO ONE will hire me to GET the qualifications. So, of course I am not qualified. Doesn’t matter that I have a degree on my back, have done this type of work before, and am a quick learner… the fact that YOU don’t think I am qualified, along with every other company I have tried, will keep me unqualified and in this hell forsaken RUT for the rest of my LIFE. (The whole topic of degrees will be for another ‘tantrum’)
Now, let’s take the overqualified. Alright, I am too qualified for this job; doesn’t that mean I can definitely do this and then some? Wouldn’t’ you want someone who was over qualified for the position, because then you know for sure, the crap is going to get done and done well?
In the end, it’s all bullshit. They’re the puppet masters and we’re the puppets. We’re at their beck and call, and will do whatever they say, because we so desperately need a job, and yet they somehow get great satisfaction out of this. It’s only when they get to the point of ‘desperation’, do they turn around and just hire any joe-shmo!
That’s the person that you know, that somehow got the best job in the entire world, without any experience what-so-ever, and you sit there and scratch your head wondering how the hell that happened? Yeah… that’s the person who applied JUST when they got desperate, and they got lucky.
See folks, it’s all about timing and has nothing to do with your abilities, intelligence, or personality. If an ad has been in the paper two or three days, don’t even bother. If it’s been a good six or eight months, go for it! (Don’t quote me on that :D)
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
Backstabbing, Gossiping, Mongrels
Why are women such backstabbing, gossiping, mongrels? I never see men congregate in their office, and close the door to discuss the latest juicy gossip on the floor. I never see their heads, nearly pressed together, as they whisper conspiratorially to one another. Yet, everywhere I look, I find myself constantly wondering why women are always doing exactly that.
Do we live on the rush of juicy gossip, so much so, that we’d turn our backs on a friend just to share their latest troubles? I never understood that crap, and it still dumbfounds me when I see grown women doing it. You are both over 40, and you are acting like two girls on the playground, gossiping about your arch rival who wore pink today instead of green.
The cow-like laughter that is now emitting from your office only further proves that whatever you’re discussing, it is definitely not work related. The latest tidbit of information must be quite scintillating to be closed in the office with someone who was once your own enemy, but somehow overnight, became your best friend.
Wasn’t it only three months ago, you couldn’t stand the sight of her? Now you have gathered arms, and a worthy cause must have been forged for you to suddenly overcome your revulsion of her, and be in her office, giggling like school girls.
I do not understand women. We are always bitching about how much we hate gossip, how much we hate our friends backstabbing us…but given the chance, and given the opportunity, we’re the first ones to jump onto the train and ride along with the rest of them. It amazes me.
And yet, men are somehow the bad guys? If a guy no longer likes another guy, that is the end of it. There will be no ‘gossiping’ about them to other guys. There will be no ‘sharing of secrets’ about them to other guys. There will be ‘office giggling’ at their expense. All ties are cut, and that is the end of the story.
Sometimes, I really wonder if I was supposed to be born a man.
Do we live on the rush of juicy gossip, so much so, that we’d turn our backs on a friend just to share their latest troubles? I never understood that crap, and it still dumbfounds me when I see grown women doing it. You are both over 40, and you are acting like two girls on the playground, gossiping about your arch rival who wore pink today instead of green.
The cow-like laughter that is now emitting from your office only further proves that whatever you’re discussing, it is definitely not work related. The latest tidbit of information must be quite scintillating to be closed in the office with someone who was once your own enemy, but somehow overnight, became your best friend.
Wasn’t it only three months ago, you couldn’t stand the sight of her? Now you have gathered arms, and a worthy cause must have been forged for you to suddenly overcome your revulsion of her, and be in her office, giggling like school girls.
I do not understand women. We are always bitching about how much we hate gossip, how much we hate our friends backstabbing us…but given the chance, and given the opportunity, we’re the first ones to jump onto the train and ride along with the rest of them. It amazes me.
And yet, men are somehow the bad guys? If a guy no longer likes another guy, that is the end of it. There will be no ‘gossiping’ about them to other guys. There will be no ‘sharing of secrets’ about them to other guys. There will be ‘office giggling’ at their expense. All ties are cut, and that is the end of the story.
Sometimes, I really wonder if I was supposed to be born a man.
Facebook Generation
When did it become acceptable, to propose to someone on a social network? Is this what we are to expect from the future.
No more romance, no more thoughtful planning ... just a "Hey babe, thought I'd post this on your Facebook, and make it completely impossible for you to say 'no' because all your close friends and family are reading... but will you marry me?" Oh yes, this screams potential!
Think I am kidding? I am not. A close friend of mine recently got engaged this way. Now, I don't know what's worse. The fact that he did that or the fact that she actually said yes.
My response? "How about you be a man, and face me when you ask me to be your wife for the rest of my life."
Yet, people didn't seem at ALL phased by this. It's as though, this kind of thing has been going on for centuries now.
She later turned to me and said, "He told me it was the beginning of the proposal." I would think that would be the LAST part of the proposal.
What is going? Why did everything become so 'fast paced', 'need it now', 'it's so fluffy I could die!' type of deal? I mean, really ... What would you do? How would you react? If the man you'd been with posted that up before even speaking to you or gauging your response ...
That to me, would be a huge deal breaker...but maybe I am living in my own little world, because everything seems to be changing around me oh so quickly, and I really do not like what I see.
Technology is not always a good thing.
No more romance, no more thoughtful planning ... just a "Hey babe, thought I'd post this on your Facebook, and make it completely impossible for you to say 'no' because all your close friends and family are reading... but will you marry me?" Oh yes, this screams potential!
Think I am kidding? I am not. A close friend of mine recently got engaged this way. Now, I don't know what's worse. The fact that he did that or the fact that she actually said yes.
My response? "How about you be a man, and face me when you ask me to be your wife for the rest of my life."
Yet, people didn't seem at ALL phased by this. It's as though, this kind of thing has been going on for centuries now.
She later turned to me and said, "He told me it was the beginning of the proposal." I would think that would be the LAST part of the proposal.
What is going? Why did everything become so 'fast paced', 'need it now', 'it's so fluffy I could die!' type of deal? I mean, really ... What would you do? How would you react? If the man you'd been with posted that up before even speaking to you or gauging your response ...
That to me, would be a huge deal breaker...but maybe I am living in my own little world, because everything seems to be changing around me oh so quickly, and I really do not like what I see.
Technology is not always a good thing.
This Generation
What is wrong with today's society, in particular, this generation of young adults? When did it become acceptable to live life in front of a tube, watching complete crap, and somehow making this complete crap hit #1 spots around the world?
Don't know what I'm talking about? Jersey Shore is a prime example of complete crap. Get a bunch of complete bone heads, put them in front of the camera, and suddenly all of the world is enthralled in this "reality".
Hate to break it to you folks, but this is not reality. People do not really act like this. They are ACTING, and somehow, folks find this entertaining.
I had a friend say, "I know it's so stupid, but I can't help watching it." Why does that somehow make complete and utter sense to them?
Jumping off a cliff without a parachute or bungee chord, is complete stupidity to me, but I'm not about to do it!
It's as though the world is losing touch with life. They'd rather watch how other people PRETEND to live, than to get out there and actually create their own lives. Their own memories, their own dreams come true ... People just give up.
Pop some popcorn, and sit in front of the tube for an hour, wasting your brain on a show that will teach you absolutely NOTHING, except that there are complete imbeciles out there, who will do anything for a buck.
This is what our society has come to? And people still want to raise children in this?
No thank you!
Don't know what I'm talking about? Jersey Shore is a prime example of complete crap. Get a bunch of complete bone heads, put them in front of the camera, and suddenly all of the world is enthralled in this "reality".
Hate to break it to you folks, but this is not reality. People do not really act like this. They are ACTING, and somehow, folks find this entertaining.
I had a friend say, "I know it's so stupid, but I can't help watching it." Why does that somehow make complete and utter sense to them?
Jumping off a cliff without a parachute or bungee chord, is complete stupidity to me, but I'm not about to do it!
It's as though the world is losing touch with life. They'd rather watch how other people PRETEND to live, than to get out there and actually create their own lives. Their own memories, their own dreams come true ... People just give up.
Pop some popcorn, and sit in front of the tube for an hour, wasting your brain on a show that will teach you absolutely NOTHING, except that there are complete imbeciles out there, who will do anything for a buck.
This is what our society has come to? And people still want to raise children in this?
No thank you!
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