Work, Vision, and School (Also posted at DA)
How would you define me, using a metaphor?
We have to do a "Vision Project" in my Student Success class, showing where we see ourselves in the future and how the class influenced us. My teacher met with each student today to find out where we are on it.
I was going to present a diary of sort. Originally I thought of doing a video presentation, but this is supposed to show what our talents are. I have no experience in film, but I do in art and in writing (not necessarily talent in either, but some skill at least). And thus a purpose was born for the diary whose covers I painted a scene on in Grade 11. It'll probably be a bit stream of conscious, but that's the way I am in the rare times I write personal entries in personal journals. I wanted to pick out excerpts from my stories and take photos of my art and of what interests me and arrange them in the book. So it's like a cross between a scrapbook and a diary I suppose.
It's meant to be a personal project, but I disagree with the metaphor to describe myself and the most important thing to me in the future. How could anyone sum themselves up in one word? What does it mean to be who I am? Is my existence summed by my talents and skill sets, or by my actions? Or is it by something much deeper? And who can tell what the future will bring? As time goes by and my experience grows, my values will change.
So that's the "Vision" portion of today's quick project. Now for work. Today I went in for an interview for a part-time interview at a bookstore. Unfortunately, I learned they were hiring for the Christmas season only and they were focused on people who could do evening shifts. Which I can't because of my school. But that's fine! I gained some experience in interviews, and the manager said it went very well. She wants to keep my resume on hand in case a position opens up that would be appropriate for me. As for my current job at the bakery, there have been some... difficulties with the staff.
One of my coworkers up and vanished last Wednesday. She didn't show up for her shifts, Wednesday through to today. "Sasha" (let's just call her that for now) called on Friday. I was the one who picked up the call. So she called and refused my offer to speak to the manager, asking for another coworkers number and if her check was ready. Obediently, I gave it to her and I learned that she was spontaneously in another city. Another city, in another province that is. My managers are already short-staffed, so they were pretty upset by the sudden leaving. And Sasha never officially quit: when she finally decided to talk to the managers all she did was ask for them to mail her check to her.
It was so sudden and out of the blue. Before Wednesday, she never let on that she was going to leave. So I'll be working 10:30-6:00 shifts on Fridays, as well as two Saturday morning shifts and two Saturday evening shifts until a new person is found to cover morning. When I was discussing this with a classmate, one of them remarked that Sasha had guts to just leave like that.
I replied that it had nothing to do with guts. It had everything to do with disrespect, for not caring about the other people involved. It could even be an issue of cowardice. Having "guts" would be telling your manager to their face that they're leaving. But that's just my opinion. *shrugs*
For now, I must return to my school. I'm probably going to have to pull an all-nighter to get my History essay finished for tomorrow. >.> Ah well, that's life.
But next semester, I'm taking Creative Writing, Studies in Fiction, Political Science, and Philosophy. Not bad I think. ;3
So personal message for all my LJ friends: I will return properly and begin actively replying to posts soon. I only have one more essay after I hand in the one due tomorrow and the Vision project to do. Oh, and final exams, but those will be fine.
We have to do a "Vision Project" in my Student Success class, showing where we see ourselves in the future and how the class influenced us. My teacher met with each student today to find out where we are on it.
I was going to present a diary of sort. Originally I thought of doing a video presentation, but this is supposed to show what our talents are. I have no experience in film, but I do in art and in writing (not necessarily talent in either, but some skill at least). And thus a purpose was born for the diary whose covers I painted a scene on in Grade 11. It'll probably be a bit stream of conscious, but that's the way I am in the rare times I write personal entries in personal journals. I wanted to pick out excerpts from my stories and take photos of my art and of what interests me and arrange them in the book. So it's like a cross between a scrapbook and a diary I suppose.
It's meant to be a personal project, but I disagree with the metaphor to describe myself and the most important thing to me in the future. How could anyone sum themselves up in one word? What does it mean to be who I am? Is my existence summed by my talents and skill sets, or by my actions? Or is it by something much deeper? And who can tell what the future will bring? As time goes by and my experience grows, my values will change.
So that's the "Vision" portion of today's quick project. Now for work. Today I went in for an interview for a part-time interview at a bookstore. Unfortunately, I learned they were hiring for the Christmas season only and they were focused on people who could do evening shifts. Which I can't because of my school. But that's fine! I gained some experience in interviews, and the manager said it went very well. She wants to keep my resume on hand in case a position opens up that would be appropriate for me. As for my current job at the bakery, there have been some... difficulties with the staff.
One of my coworkers up and vanished last Wednesday. She didn't show up for her shifts, Wednesday through to today. "Sasha" (let's just call her that for now) called on Friday. I was the one who picked up the call. So she called and refused my offer to speak to the manager, asking for another coworkers number and if her check was ready. Obediently, I gave it to her and I learned that she was spontaneously in another city. Another city, in another province that is. My managers are already short-staffed, so they were pretty upset by the sudden leaving. And Sasha never officially quit: when she finally decided to talk to the managers all she did was ask for them to mail her check to her.
It was so sudden and out of the blue. Before Wednesday, she never let on that she was going to leave. So I'll be working 10:30-6:00 shifts on Fridays, as well as two Saturday morning shifts and two Saturday evening shifts until a new person is found to cover morning. When I was discussing this with a classmate, one of them remarked that Sasha had guts to just leave like that.
I replied that it had nothing to do with guts. It had everything to do with disrespect, for not caring about the other people involved. It could even be an issue of cowardice. Having "guts" would be telling your manager to their face that they're leaving. But that's just my opinion. *shrugs*
For now, I must return to my school. I'm probably going to have to pull an all-nighter to get my History essay finished for tomorrow. >.> Ah well, that's life.
But next semester, I'm taking Creative Writing, Studies in Fiction, Political Science, and Philosophy. Not bad I think. ;3
So personal message for all my LJ friends: I will return properly and begin actively replying to posts soon. I only have one more essay after I hand in the one due tomorrow and the Vision project to do. Oh, and final exams, but those will be fine.