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THE ENTER-VIEW PROCESS!

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In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “A Mystery Wrapped in an Enigma.”

THE ENTER-VIEW PROCESS!

The word “interview” does not rhymes well with my senses. In fact, I get an allergic reaction, whenever I’m forced to travel through that intersection. Although I do understand this is a necessary process, but I can’t help it. I don’t know how to place my best foot forward. I always feel like saying: “Hey! You want me? Here I am! I’m a workaholic, and I have no time for game, or hypocrisy.”

Honestly, I have a phobia when it comes to talking to strangers. Yes, strangers tend to trigger my panic mode, no matter how friendly they appear to be. Therefore, sitting in a room filled with bullies, ready to intersect me, is not my ideal gourmet food.

The word interview itself makes me feel as if I’m willfully consenting for the oposing…

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A Dog Named Bob

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In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “A Dog Named Bob.”

Wednesday, my mailbox day. My dog named Bob, always looks forward, for our special ride, to the nearby post.’

But this morning, he was impatient – He stood near my bed, shaking his tail, as if he was fed up.

 Regardless, I knew better, not to leave my house, without a rouge, or a blush.

So it dawned on me: “Perhaps a little rouge, will chill him up!”

With my colors –  my brush, by the time I was done-

My dog named Bob, looked like a bluejay bird.

 

When we came from the post – ready for a bite;

I rushed in the kitchen, grabbed my waffle, dumped on my plate, soaked with syrup.

Sit on my table – opened the ‘box.”

“What the…?”

 “Instead of my paint, they sent me some ink!!!”

 

Then my dog named Bob, walked and stood by me.

When he barked – his exact words:  

“You paint my face,

Like a bluejay bird,

I guess wer’ even – Now the laugh’s on YOU!”

Keep Breathing – For This Too Shall Pass!

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In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “On the Edge.” I could choose to travel – the easy road on this one; to just answer ” writing will keep me “On the Edge.” Because the fact is, once I start writing, I tend to forget all my problems. That’s when the humor treats from me automatically kicks in. Strangest dilemma is, I don’t even know where it was hiding. Mr. Humor just pops out, like a clown, and takes over. Sometimes I wonder if it’s an invisible Guru tickling me, resulting in what I write. Regardless, of its origin, shape, type, or gender; my soul truly rejoices, and I’m truly grateful for its friendship.

However, while humor may enhance my interaction with my PC, my blog; I’m compelled to admit, what truly keeps me “On the Edge” is  life itself. Yes,  I first have to find the motivation to keep breathing. Keep living. And just take it  one day at the time;  while convincing myself: “This too shall pass!”

THE ENTER-VIEW PROCESS!

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In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “A Mystery Wrapped in an Enigma.”

THE ENTER-VIEW PROCESS!

The word “interview” does not rhymes well with my senses. In fact, I get an allergic reaction, whenever I’m forced to travel through that intersection. Although I do understand this is a necessary process, but I can’t help it. I don’t know how to place my best foot forward. I always feel like saying: “Hey! You want me? Here I am! I’m a workaholic, and I have no time for game, or hypocrisy.”

Honestly, I have a phobia when it comes to talking to strangers. Yes, strangers tend to trigger my panic mode, no matter how friendly they appear to be. Therefore, sitting in a room filled with bullies, ready to intersect me, is not my ideal gourmet food.

The word interview itself makes me feel as if I’m willfully consenting for the oposing party to “Enter/ invade my soul, and my personal space.” My thought then? Rrrrrrrrrrrr, you are too close to me stranger! Just because you possibly hold the key to my financial survival, should not give you the right to “View” me this close.”

Don’t you agree with me? And, strangely enough, this “ENTER & VIEW” process is really a one way street, contrary to what they wish us to beliebe.

How often they try to glaze us with some delicious peach confifute? You know, That’s when they  pleasant hold their hands together, and smile as they ask us the following:

“Ok. So, do you have any question?”

Piece of crap! This is just the way to lure us into believing an open door policy is possibly active.” But the fact is, it’s because they arefully  aware of all the boogyman still dancing boolala inside their office closets. As a matter of facts, while a clear signal is duly expected of us, about them? Yes,  if I’m a perfect fit for your company; how likely would you  reveal to me the dirty facts about your company ahead of time, as you expect of me?

No, you would never warn me  how from my first day I’m prone to mingle my soul with some of the creepiest characters. You know, the eying citic type!

“Wow, well-com’mm! I like your hair style girl!” Than trun around to whisper, “The 60’s era, wow!”

Yes. About the Saint who pride herself in defaming other’s character.

“How dare you, I never lie.” She said. Yet, she’ll be the first peson to create a new hot for another empoyee to wear unknowingly.

Then, we have the deceptive creep, disguising herself as angel of light, when in fact she’s the mother of harlot, who hold a masters degree in hypocrisy. Yes, she specializes in torture. And, she is so good at what she does, your employees would look forward to a transfer to hell, rather to continue their employment with your company.

 NO, I’M NOT DONE YET! About that one gossiper with a sensor recording machine wired in her belt, what measures have you explored in order to chop off her venom tongue? Or, the control freak in charge of your book camp, referred to as “Hitler’s ground. Have you addressed all the complaints against her?

Lastly, will I have to work my “butt off” in order to earn a promotion? Or do you truly value a genuine indispensable employee?

Yes, I know. I do come across like a bulldozer. But, what can I say?

“Years of experience!”