Not to be a downer. I'm just thinking about men. Not that way, @DVD! (I could hear you responding across time and space before you even read those wordsI'm thinking about the experience of being a man. I just read an article about a survey of men that really struck a chord with me. When they ask men to describe the experience of being male, the words that come out are things like "lonely" and "expectations" and "stress". I know that the experiences of being a woman in the world have to be enormously challenging, and I could never speak to that. But men don't often talk about their feelings, especially the ones that make us feel, well, not like men...if that makes sense?
In general, we're not good at friendships. Not like we were when we were kids. I hold on to those memories so much. We're not good at relationships that aren't based on either humor or sex. We often times don't dare show our real feelings, because it seems like every time we do it freaks everybody out. Does my family honestly think that I'm not scared? Do they think I've just pushed my way through the world not having any regrets? It's all still right here with me. Every disappointment, every rejection, every single loss, every time I wasn't good enough. So when you push me, and I finally show you what I really feel, you have to be ready. A grown man talking about his feelings may as well be a toddler, learning to jump into the pool. You can't ask him to do it and then not be there. If that happens, he'll never jump again - and you'll have earned his silence in the future.
Anyway, long dumb way for me to say I'm grateful for all of you Cyburbians. Go hug somebody. And don't be afraid to talk about your feelings. Not you though, @DVD, your feelings are too scary.
Also, when Your Dad has had all he can take he has been known to go out for some milk and never come back only to be discovered in another state posing as someone else's dad.
I dealt with the no call/no shows with my last round of interviews. First time it's ever happened to me. And I've also heard of it happening in multiple industries.
Same, as far as the ages go. It's almost like people are afraid to simply say " I am no longer interested".
The other side of that coin is that hiring is broken in this country. I'm not saying in every case but the amount of stories I've heard about ridiculously long hiring processes is insane. You don't need 4 or 5 interviews that take 2 months or more to hire someone. Job seekers are exhausted because of disinterested hiring manager, not having the decision makers in the room etc.
Exactly. Now that you've successfully submitted a writing sample, interviewed with panel #1, interviewed with them again, and performed a mock presentation of some kind, and then met with the City Manager one on one, our mayor would like to meet you, so could you answer these six questions in writing prior to that meeting?
I've had no-shows, but I've also had people respond to my request offer for an interview saying "Hey, sorry I'm no longer looking." And then I get mad at HR for making it take so long to get me the names and info so I can select for interviews. These folks have applications at LOTS of places, we can't take two weeks after we close the posting to give me the names for interviews. Ugh!
Maybe that is why I never looked to advance my career outside of my fair community ?
My Gen Z daughter was looking for a part-time job recently. She had an interview setup for a job. Between the time that she setup the interview and the interview its self, she was offered and accepted another job. She tried to call and cancel the interview at the other place; she wasn't sure if they got the message so she drove out to cancel it in person. She said that the interviewer told her that he had been ghosted a lot. He was extremely appreciative that she went through the trouble that he offered her a job on the spot. She declined.
Wait, let's not go throwing around grown-up words like "debate" to describe what is available tonight. It's on CNN, @dandy_warhol. C'mon.
I am tired. My soul is tired.
I understand completely. Sometimes I need to take a break and look at pictures of my granddaughter. They put a smile on my face and keep me motivated. That and the pay check.
I think about my grandson in doctor waiting areas and get a good BP every time.
Do you know what I always thought would be uplifting? Sailing one of those remote control sailboats on a pond in Central Park, like in Stuart Little? You know, the really rich-kid preppy boats. How relaxing that must be.
My MIL used to say that to tell me to wear more makeup - definitely can be a passive aggressive message
)My mother in law told people in town that my youngest isn't her sons child. I win.
I can't wrap my head around this statement. Maybe it's because I started vacation today and I turned my brain off.Show me a woman who has a good relationship with her MIL and I'll show you a woman who married her nephew. (also that happens sometimes out here
I really hope I am not like this when my son settles down - his girlfriend and he are living with us this summer and I really like her as a person so I hope I don't have any subconscious weirdness towards her because she is so greatShow me a woman who has a good relationship with her MIL and I'll show you a woman who married her nephew. (also that happens sometimes out here
There is always hope. I have two sons-in-law now, and I really, really like them both. I even doodled a picture of Mikey AZ looking up at a pretty cloud, looking stoned. He's super chill.
We have to tread lightly with women that our sons bring home. They could be the mothers of our grandchildren and wield the visitation power.
That didn't happen with me, however my mother and my wife got along terrifically. When my mother passed away, my wife told me that she was closer to my mother than her own for the few years that we were together at that point.Show me a woman who has a good relationship with her MIL and I'll show you a woman who married her nephew. (also that happens sometimes out here
I was blessed with my step mom. She walked a bit mess with me. She realized that and decided to to fill in the gaps the my birth mom created. She hung in there with me and became my mom.
