|Posted by A.M. Wright on January 6, 2016 at 8:40 PM||comments (14)|
It’s 7:29 PM on a Wednesday as I’m typing this. My mom is in the kitchen texting, my older brother and his fiancee are away at their very successful jobs, and everyone else is...well, everywhere else.
I’m at my dad’s computer because Word and Macs don’t play well together. The margins get hairy after converting the document and the devil really is in the detail. My job coach told me that. As a mentee, she told me the ins and outs of Human Reso...Read Full Post »
|Posted by A.M. Wright on June 26, 2015 at 2:15 PM||comments (0)|
No one should be around me when I’m reading.
Or when I’m watching TV shows that specifically interest me.
Or when I’m listening to music.
I’m a mess. A literal pile of feelings, all around limb-flailing, and choked laughter intermixed with ugly gurgling noises. It’s like my amusement is trying to escape at t...Read Full Post »
|Posted by A.M. Wright on June 8, 2015 at 10:25 PM||comments (0)|
The great thing about working is communicating. If you remember your first day then I'm sure you remember all the days that occured afterwards.
Especially the not so great days and the pleasantly uncommon days. The days when you're handed a larger bill and expected to break it...just after opening the doors. Or waiting on change when the total is equal to a sum and two pennies, only to learn that you have to count out 98 cents while...Read Full Post »
|Posted by A.M. Wright on May 28, 2015 at 11:30 AM||comments (0)|
The Job Search.
How goes it? I’ve sent out 15 applications. A reasonable estimate when I think back 24 days ago...I checked the Countdown app on my phone to be sure. A wonder of the technological world. Not only does it knock down the days until the event, but it keeps track of the time that has passed long after its end. Like my excitement in the coming days it now marks my anxiety.
May 3...Read Full Post »