Tag: job

  • School Days

    I never knew how good my life was until everything was gone. Everything changed the day I turned eighteen just like my family had been warning. What they did not do was warn me about what was going to happen on the day I turned eighteen. If they had, I would have been significantly more…

  • The Family Business

    I never wanted to be part of the family business. But I knew I had to. My sense of duty overweighed my happiness. At least for the time being. I was being paid well and with a steal on mortgage rates, most of my paycheck went to my savings account. I was simply counting down…

  • Night Shift

    “I don’t know why anyone – or I guess how anyone – can work the night shift.  How can a boss expect me to wear pants until 9 PM?”  Angela complained the entire way out of the library and I began to wonder how she had even been hired in the first place.  Nothing she…

  • Plotting

    All I wanted to do was stay home and not have to talk to anyone.  My job at the public library was running me ragged due to short staffing and dumb questions.  I was on desk and talking with the public every hour of my workday other than my lunch.  Lunch was the only part…

  • The Ruins

    PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields  I knew I was in for a treat when we got to the ruins. The ruins were everything I had ever dreamed of, but was confident I would never see. Since I quit my job last year, I never thought I would be here. I hadn’t been able to force myself…

  • Broken

    “I am broken,” I whispered.  “I don’t know what to do next.  Where to go.”  I wanted to know what to do, where to go, but I didn’t know how to start.  My heart was breaking and I was on the verge of tears.  I wanted to start over – needed to start over –…

  • Patience

    I lost my patience for stupidity a long time ago.  Most of the time I believe in the statement of ‘there are no stupid questions,’ but then the real questions come and I start to lose my mind.  Maybe I wasn’t meant for working with other people.  A job that didn’t require me to talk to anyone I…

  • An Honor

    “It was an honor to meet you,” I practiced saying into the mirror.  I was meeting the dean of the graduate school this weekend and I was working myself into a frenzy.  I needed to make a good impression as my department depended on it.  My job depended on it.  If we didn’t get the grand and permission we needed, our project was doomed.  My…