Thursday, June 11, 2009

The Road Less Travelled

1) Do you believe it is important to be passionate about your job? Think about adults you know well, and how they feel about their jobs?

I do not believe it is passionate about your job at all because what you should be passionate about is your life. If you are passionate about your life you can take things from your life and apply them to your job. Jobs and life should be separate but are equally needed. People who are to passionate about their jobs often fail to maintain ties and familiarities with those around them because they are used to being around their co-workers who share similar understanding about their jobs. Then again, people who are to passionate about their life can develop life self centered personalities and usually not care about family or about playing ones part in the social ecosystem. A life is some thing you need to be passionate about and a job is some thing you have to buckle down and do.


2) What are you going to do with the rest of your life (career wise) and how are you going to get there? (Yes, it is certainly ok if you don't have concrete plans, but at least write about a possible path you could take).


What I am going to do with the rest of my life can not be summed up in any amount of words. I plan on having numerous careers because I can not understand simply having one career all your life. To get to this multi-career life I will have to keep all options open until I find some thing I love and once I get bored of that I will keep looking till I find some thing new I love. A possible path I will probably take is go to university and once co-op starts I will begin my life in the working world and once in that world I will probably stray from my career and follow my life by the seat of my pants.

Tuesday, June 9, 2009

Prompt 315!!!!

As I sat there in the local the burger joint called Tuburgerlosis. I waited with anticipation and glee because I ordered the house special the Beefulous prime! The king of grease itself the Beefulous Prime but as the king of grease he (The Beefulous Prime is so exceptionally beefy that he can be considered a man) rules over the kingdom of tastiness and flavor. It was one of those burgers where you had a time limit to eat to get it free and with most of those contests you get a special seat and the whole staff watching you engulf that wild mythical beast of a burger. Those feelings of long waited anticipation and glee dissipated quite quickly when I heard the combined efforts of two full grown rugged burger connoisseurs haul in the Beefulous Prime and once again those feelings turned opposite when they dropped the burger on the slightly scratched wooden table. When the burger hit the table it felt like a bomb was dropped inside the eating area and I could hear the special burger table splinter all over and I could tell the legs were buckling under its sheer weight. I took a closer look at the table and could see that all table legs were reinforced with steel bindings and chains and the top of the table had graves scarred into the wood from all those previous Beefulous Prime attempters and I leaned in a little closer and saw a blank nameless grave that was just freshly carved in. I broke a sweat and started to panic and in my desperation I tried to calm my self down by taking a long look at this burger joint’s surroundings. I noticed all the minute things in this place called Tuburgerlosis like all the broken down chairs and morbidly obese people forcefully swallowing an obscene amount of burgers. Then finally it hit me there were no victory signs or achievements of any known person who prevailed over the Beefulous Prime that thought made me take a deep breath and envision my own victory sign because that thought was my inspiration. So I closed my eyes for a solid 10 seconds and then opened them to the Beefulous Prime but I could not see it as their was so much grease it acted like a blinding light. I started to focus my eyes and realized I was in the hospital and a diplomatic looking doctor wearing a jacket leaned over and handed me a balloon then said “Congratulations you are the first person to survive the Beefulous Prime contest even though you passed out directly on top of the burger and took out a microscopic bite. You have a prize waiting for you in the Conference Room….

Tab le Review

The table, you multitasking eccentric! Your uses can not be comprehended on a decoration or a home essential scale because your capabilities can only be defined by the rigorous ambitions of your master. Even though the table may be a thing of wonder there is still a superior table in the table family and that table is the round table! The round table is the social sophisticate of the mass produced furniture civilization. This table of circular dimensions allows more people to be seated along its round edges. The table may be inferior in the amount of objects that can be placed upon its surface as it has less surface area than its close product the square table but alas the square table can not fit the same amount of people due its giant corners! The square table’s giant corners make it inferior as a table is a social item. Boxes are used for storing objects and tables are meant to be round. It’s not the other way around because no one wants to sit a over crowded table.
The round table is the Michael Jordan of tables!