Month: March 2023
I've been browsing Indeed lately, wanting to get away from my toxic crappy job, just applying to high-paying positions without really thinking I'd get a callback. To my surprise, I landed an interview for one of those positions totaling around $75,000/yr, and I couldn't believe it. The thing is, I felt under-qualified and overwhelmed, so I decided to take some desperate measures. I stretched the truth a bit on my resume, making my experience seem just a bit more impressive than it actually was. Then, during the online Zoom interview, I had ChatGPT running in the background to help me answer the questions. I would type the questions in, and it would generate convincing responses that made me sound like the perfect candidate. Throughout the interview, I found myself relying on ChatGPT more and more, and the guilt began to set in. Despite my dishonesty, I ended up receiving a…
France, March 2023.
Jonathan Drouin was two minutes late for the team meeting Friday morning, fully accepted the consequences, Martin St. Louis said he was great on the bench and handled the whole situation as well as could be expected. The entire thing is over, as far as he's concerned.— Arpon Basu (@ArponBasu) March 19, 2023
Restaurant Workers Unite!
We’ve all had these guests that come in and are difficult from the get go. Wether they are after a free meal or just trash human beings in general. We need to unite. Let these people know. Whether it’s verbally, or walking away and telling your manager, “I can’t continue to serve these guests”. Enough is enough and these people are just getting worse. It’s time to unite! Let these people know we are not their slaves. We are here to expedite their dinner service/experience, not be disrespected, talk down to, treated like crap, by these entitles fucking assholes of all races. Do not let these Karen’s and Chads belittle you, talk down to you, or run you ragged!!! Stand up for yourself, even if it means loosing your job, serving jobs are a dime a dozen now days, if your manager doesn’t have your back, fuck your job!!! Go…
I’m lovin’ it.
Not having food on the table, having to sleep without heat, having to give up on essential things because you aren't a billionaire, having to work in a very humiliating job where you take abuse by the public 8 hours a day 5 days a week, getting kicked out to the streets at the risk of getting raped or trafficked and accumulating more irrecoverable trauma which leads to permanent mental disability – all of this is worse than death. Death, in this case, is freedom from all the crimes committed against you, from all the pain and suffering and unlivability of life. For some people it doesn't get better and they need to rest forever.