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846 My 6 Jobs

846.
My 6 Jobs

My 1st Job is as a Job Order
In our Provincial Capitol
In 2009-2010 I worked there

My 2nd Job is as a Teacher
In Fermat Academy
In 2010 I worked there

My 3rd Job is as a Teacher
In Capiz State University
In 2010-2016 I worked there

My 4th Job is as a Job Order
In our Municipal Hall
In 2018-2019 I worked there

My 5th Job is as a Teacher
In OLSI
In 2019-2020 I worked there

My 6th Job is as a Teacher
In Assumption School-Passi City
In 2022 I worked there.

-04/06/2023
(Dumarao)
*Maundy Thursday

Premium Member Cell Phone

The blue waves smack the shore
Outlined by the oaken door.
Stand beside the cypress tree
Throw your arms out to the sea
On a mossy cliffside you can spy
The wheeling curlew, hear it cry.

Smell the cedar in the grove
See grass wave where rover's rove.
Hear the sea gull, feel the wild
White sails on silver, be beguiled.
So far from madness of the city
Cell phone rings, no longer free.

You run inside the cottage door
Find your backpack on the floor
Dig the phone out, as it plays
A ringtone singing "yesterday"
Its Chase bank, with a suspect charge
Ten thousand, that's awful large.

Text message comes from your landlord
Rats with fleas came in a horde
Your boss says he's needs you back soon
Work has come like a monsoon.
You leave the cottage bitterly
But you can't eat the scenery:

Can't throw the cell phone in the sea.
At least you have the memory...

Premium Member perks and recreation

rape is part of her job~
a bonus of his


***


DREAM-BUILDERS

Allow NO ONE to belittle you 
for the position or field you have 
either chosen or landed – 
whether it be temporal or permanent,  
whether it be a job or a career – 
to you.  

If it’s legal – 
regardless of what it is you DO –
It is most definitely HONEST living.
There’s NO shame whatsoever, 
Only MODESTY and DIGNITY 
in TRUTH and HONESTY!

Hence, give NO regards to those that underestimate you
For whatever it is you DO for a living in your occupational field.
Let NO ONE speak ILL of you for doing NOTHING else for NO ONE!
If you have EVER been EMPLOYED, you are SELFLESS – not SELFSH –
By having worked for someone, you’ve invested in THEIR dream, contributing to THEIR success and constructing toward THEIR achievements – NOT YOURS – one brick at a time – even LONG AFTER you’ve already been honorably resigned or abruptly terminated! 

For the term you’ve served or filled – however LONG or however SHORT –
You’ve occupied “the vacancy” and fulfilled whatever “the need” 
you DO or DID…every day you reported for work in exchange for a 
 “stipend net change” of the business founder’s “gross pay dollar…”
YOU, SELFLESS DREAM-BUILDER, YOU….?•

Premium Member living

seeking my fortune
I travel from job to job
looking for better

A DOOR

In the realm of options – observe the door,
A gateway of curiosities, an entrance to explore.
As you enter, you’ll experience untold tales,
Where the present will bloom, the past will pale.

As you turn the knob sighing with fear,
Do not worry for courage is near.
Unpack the doubts that hold you back,
Walk with confidence on the new track.
Fear no obstacles that may arise,
For they’ll be prospects in disguise.

Believe in yourself, and in your power,
For your spirit will blossom like a flower.
Within you lies the passion to aspire,
To chase your dreams and not ever tire.
Grip the door with confidence and grace,
Discovering your purpose in this new place.
Beyond the door lies a version of you,
Which you need to capture and pursue!

Step through the open door, a new chapter will unfold.
Discover the version of you, waiting to be told!

Copyright © 2023 by Crystal David John


Premium Member Lego Of Dreams

The Lego of a little boy was scattered about.
Unsuspecting feet would land followed by a shout.

Oblivious to the fuss he caused as well as frustration,
Those tiny Lego pieces fueled this boys imagination.

His eyes full of Amber hopes and dreams that he would be
The greatest builder and designer the world was gonna see!

On his annual trip to Lego Land his mind would explode.
He'd go back home inspired with ideas by the load.

He'd push together different shapes. Occasionally he'd hiss,
Flustered, for some wouldn't fit or pieces he would miss.

Throughout his entire life his Amber hopes would flare.
Although he did not live his dream, his Lego is still there.

Some may think he's childish, but is it so bad?
The old man loves his Lego, for at heart he's still a lad.

Underappreciated Job Life

Going out to express myself. 
Feeling the way I am overworked 
Tormented by things running through my brain 
People telling me that I'm not going to make it 

Anger is rushing in my heart.
Depression is pushing to my soul. 
Bitterness is overrun in my blood. 
My emotions are gaining no control.


I'm just tired everyday and nothing to show for it.
Advancing up is not even an option.
Being overlooked for hard work 
Dying for being over appreciated.

Premium Member drawback

drawback
dire, detrimental
damaging, threatening, menacing
debt, injury, bonus, knowledge
aiding, supporting, calming
pleasant, delightful
benefit

True Purpose

There once was a man

His job was to count nuts for the squirrels

Every day, he'd count nuts

Every month, he'd get his paycheck

Every year, he'd question his true purpose 

He'd ask himself the purpose of counting nuts

Still pondering, he went to the bakery

The same bakery he always went to

The same kind old lady

The same delicious bread

Until one day, the old lady got sick

With no one to make bread, the man no longer could enjoy bread

That made him realize that only some jobs have true purpose

His job wouldn't change anything of value in the world if he stopped

Her job would change something of value in the world if she stopped

This awakening led him to quit his job

To find a job where he could make a difference

A job with purpose

A job with True Purpose

The Golden Hour

 The Golden Hour
They waited for golden hour with glee,
And some people with gloom.
Juveniles were excited for the first,
minds already drifting elsewhere.
The streets filled with gentle migration-
someone rushing towards their loved ones 
And some grudging to solitude.
Yet the night didn't ask who carried joy
And who carried quiet heart.
Cafe blooms with chatters,
while dim room cradle the sound of silence.
The night opens its arm to everyone-
the tired, the eager, the heart broken, the hopeful,
yet each walks into it alone
searching for what the week didn't give.

Time is quintessential of those changes,
Yet none gave thought to it.
They were busy in the life hustle,
well immersed in the endless bustle.
Time moved with silent patience 
Unnoticed, yet immense.

Publix

I can’t wait to work today. I am feeling excited and happy to see my Publix family until 2:00 pm today. I love my Publix job.

You don't eat a sandwich with a fork

You have to use the right tool for the job

Or else it won't work and you'll sob

When you do it without a fight

You know your doing it right

Trying to eat a sandwich with a fork just won't work

You have to use your hands or else you won't smirk

Premium Member THE ROADS I'VE TAKEN

THE ROADS I'VE TAKEN

I've traveled down some of lifes long roads,
they get you there, and they take their toll.
I've cruised the freeways without a care,
the top down, tunes up, wind in my hair,
and I felt each low road bump and hole.

Can anyone know what a road will bring 
having never traversed it before?
'Tis safe when the roads are close to home,
'twas fated when they all led to Rome,
but life is the open road, explore.

Who know himself tries to pick the road
that suits his unique disposition. 
When the dusty road chooses the man, 
and he's doing the best that he can,
the journey brings dreams to fruition.

Fresh black asphalt winds among the trees.
The open road calls neath skies of blue.
The road doesn't care to know your name,
regardless of your fortune or fame.
In this ol' world all you have is you.

Lost and alone on a dead end road
there's no one else on which to depend.
Life never promised you easy street
or cursed your path so you can't compete. 
Your life to live, or not, in the end.

Premium Member Longevity SK

longevity
durable, stable
everlasting, enduring, remaining
career, antique, love, eternity
surviving, undying, unceasing
hardy, tenacious
constancy

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