Posted: May 15, 2013 in Uncategorized
Interviewers always start off by asking me how I am. I usually say I am fantastic but really inside I am having a panic attack and want to crap my pants and make away with their laptop. (Just to be clear not to steal, but just to make a diversion because I have crapped my pants; I would obviously mail the laptop back to them later).
I asked my friend, Zumba enthusiast, and human resources hiring specialist “C-money” or Christine what she looks for in an applicant when she is interviewing them. She said she knew whether she wanted to employ people in 5 minutes of meeting them because she already knew their work history; she just wanted to know if their personality was a fit for the job.
I then thought to myself huh, maybe I haven’t been getting jobs because interviewers don’t want to hire someone who looks like they are going to crap their pants and steal their laptop.
She then gave me the best, most shocking advice anyone had ever given me for an interview: to be myself. Be myself I thought…I asked her why I would possibly do that. And she said because I am a good person and that will come through if I am being myself. (I am paraphrasing here for effect).
So low and behold, I went to my interview the next day, and I did something I had never done before; I was myself. And for the first time in my entire life, I wasn’t nervous at all. It was the best interview I have ever had even though there were some really tough questions and I actually really enjoyed it.
The result? I got the damn job in a field that I freakin’ love. And it was SO EASY and FUN. It then made me think how easily everything flows when I am being my authentic self.
Thanks to C-money and Jess for the interview advice.
Posted: May 13, 2013 in Uncategorized
A great way to get some zzzzs while in the waiting room for your next job interview…
Posted: May 11, 2013 in Uncategorized
I saw these fabtastic flowers in the store and ran home and sprung them into a vase with water. (Yes sprung. I make up words now). The water turned bright pink leading me to think either the flowers were drunk or someone added dye to them. Either way they look amazing. Thank you who ever thought up this weird phenomenon.
Posted: May 11, 2013 in Fashion
I absolutely love this guys work! I loveeeeeee tattoos of praying hands, Mary and angels. They are so beautiful.
The man himself, Mr Cartoon
Posted: May 10, 2013 in humour
I am ashamed to admit I woke up in prison today. The emergency alarm had been pulled and me and my homies were running around amidst smoke trying to figure out what happened. My heart started racing when my Mexican vato Martinez started panicking. He was a buff, 6ft tall fella with “no fear” tattooed in gang script across his back. This wasn’t looking good…
I then woke up and realized I was not in prison but in my Vancouver apartment and there was no Mexican homie, instead there was a tiny, white dog panicking at the end of my bed. I had been dreaming, and the fire alarm was going off in my building.
All the elevators were off and it was pitch black. I fumbled to the staircase with my dog sheepishly waving around a two inch flash light I had won from a toy machine at Metrotown. I stood at the top of the 25 flights of stairs and released Max as if he was a police dog that would lead me to safety. Max made it down one flight of stairs, and started to pee everywhere, then refused to move. (If anyone from my apartment is reading this, it wasn’t my dog…)
I later found out there was actually no fire in my building, but a transistor in the parking lot had blown setting off the alarm. (I have no clue what this means but a man was trying to explain it to me, and I nodded positively as if I understood.)
Today I am grateful there was no fire in my building and everyone was safe. It was also a great workout carrying my dog up and down 25 sets of stairs at 6am.
Posted: May 7, 2013 in Dogs
Apparently we have 60,000 thoughts a day and 90% of these thoughts are repetitive. A lot of my repetitive thoughts like many other peoples’ are fear based what if statements. Such as what if this happens, what if that happens, what if I can’t do it, what if I am not good enough, what if it doesn’t work blah blah blah. Then I realized how cool would it be to start my day like my dog. Max’s routine is he wakes up, stretches, runs around in circles, tans in the sun in the lounge until I feed him and then head butts me in the leg and barks with euphoria when he knows we are going for a walk. So as soon as I woke up today, I stretched, ran around in circles and headbutted Max in the knee while screaming “I am so excited to go outside”. Max sat close to me quietly while I was acting like a maniac and looked at me like this B is cray, but holy hell did I feel amazing. Max you have taught me a lot. Do your thang playa.
Tanning with his BFF Doris
Posted: May 2, 2013 in Dogs
Max has achieved a whopping 28 likes on his new Facebook fan page. He is trying to compete with Mark Zuckerberg’s dog Beast, who has 1.5 million fans. According to Max’s calculations he only needs 5 more likes to achieve this. Could you be his next fan?