Showing posts with label jobs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label jobs. Show all posts

Thursday, May 29, 2014

Name, Rank, and Serial Number, Please...

Doug: About a week ago our pal Osvaldo (hey, frequent his blog at The Middle Spaces) and I were having a conversation via Twitter. He made a great suggestion, so here is the fruit of that chat. Osvaldo asked if we'd ever surveyed our readers/commenters on their age, how they came to the BAB, and various other points of information that folks like to share. I expressed that many years ago Karen and I ran polls on our sidebar in regard to some of those issues, us trying to get a finger on the pulse of our audience. Alas, we didn't save the data; of course, it would be different now anyway!

Doug: Today the conversation will be all about you, then. Tell us all you'd like to tell us -- for example: how old you are, your gender (if it isn't obvious from your Blogger handle or signature line), are you married and/or with children, what line of work you're in, how you first found us and other blogs you'd recommend, what you're reading, how old you were when you started reading comics and/or when you quit, and what was your first comic you can remember? The sky's the limit -- you bring up what you want, and I'm sure the day will flow pretty organically from there.

Doug: To add another fun layer, Osvaldo thought it would be cool if you left a question at the end of your tell-all comment -- such as:  What is your favorite film? Your favorite superhero? 

Doug: Great suggestion, Osvaldo -- we hope everyone has fun with it!


Tuesday, September 17, 2013

Workin' for a Livin'

Doug:  Busboy, bartender, ladies of the night.  Grease monkey, ex-junky, winner of the fight.  Today we're talking to those of you who don't happen to be independently wealthy.

Doug:  I got fired from the first "real" job that I had back as a junior in high school.  I was working at a Brown's Chicken as one of the stiffs in the back.  Breading, frying, and general clean-up to close the joint.  The latter, however, would be my downfall.  Apparently I lazed my way through a closing, with the regional manager showing up the next morning for a visit.  Yeah, not so good.  As I'd not set the chicken-frying world on fire in my previous three weeks, it was suggested that maybe I take my act elsewhere.  Looking back, they were exactly right.  I did not care for the duties, had a foul attitude, and was probably just generally immature.  I recovered and had another job, at a smorgasbord in town, very shortly.  That time, with lessons learned, things went really well.  I ended up working there through the rest of high school and then off and on through college, and really believe that it could have been a full-time fall back had I needed it after graduation.  Plus, I met the girl who would become my wife.  Fringe benefit.  So, live and learn, prosper, etc.

Doug:  It's of course well-documented in these parts that I now teach at a public high school and do contract work for the United States Holocaust Memorial Museum when my schedule allows.  I'm hesitant to say that I still love my teaching job -- my personal jury is out on all of the changes coming to public education.  But I will still say that I do like it.  Time will tell, as will my natural resistance to change (I always need a feeling-out period before I fully embrace something new).

Doug:  So the Forum is Open for you to discuss all-things employment related:  best job, worst job, dream job, what you thought you'd be when you were a kid, left turns on the career path, all of it.  Looking forward to some good stories!


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