Archive for June, 2008

Appearances Count - A Friend and Advocate on the “Inside”

Thursday, June 26th, 2008

           Everyone in the everyday world , and the work a day world will tell you knowlingly that its “not want you know but who you know”.  The world runs on it.  If you can find someone on the inside, someone higher up who can sponsor you or even be a “mentor”.

To get a sponsor,  you first have to be liked by that person.  You will be liked or disliked more on your mannerisms and you attitude than on the way you dress.  Further in terms of dress and choice of clothing and colors you will appear to be in a brighter, more cheery mood if you make it a point of using well chosen colors.

These colors are - a blue or pale yellow combination ,  a beige ( can be tan or camel) and blue combination.  Any time that you wear a blue suit with a off color shirt , or a beige suit with a medium to light blue suit - that is a wise choice.  Appearances  count

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Interviews - Pens as a Backdrop

Thursday, June 26th, 2008

                   For an interview or business in general it is always a good idea to carry a pen , pencil , or both.  Carry only gold or silver.

If you are disorganized , cannot seem to handle responsibility and demands it can be an issue or a harbinger.  It can be arbritary.    Under no circumstances , should you carry cheap ballpoint pens that may be on sale on Staples big box store or whatever.  Even if the firm is highly cost conscious - the type where the door squeaks from lack of oil - due to the cost of that oil or wd 40. - then it is not a good idea .  There will be plenty of time after you are hired for cost saving and cost  saving memos that you will get from upper management.

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Old Dog’s Important Story in Life

Wednesday, June 11th, 2008

My story,
As I sit here thinking of how, I guy like me can even consider writing about something so sensitive! I mean I’ve been running from “THAT DAY” ever since I reached out for the doorknob to escape my attacker, then started running full speed to get away. I mean you got to understand I’ve been thinking about what happened to me for the last 30 something years. It’s been imprinted in my mind, posted! Like a constant reminder of what happened and what guilt follows me around. I’ve pushed around the blame every which way you can imagine. Even when a simple TV Commercials that comes on TV, a word or a scene, can repel me back too That Day, then I’ve bounced back and start reliving this event. It captures my attention instantly.
Then “ bang” shame over takes me.

Being tied to an event in life is normal everyday thing it’s as apple pie is to being a desert. One can only hope that the event was positive. Being tied to a negative event means a constant reminder of what happened, followed by self-pity, shame and questioning ones own identity. Living with it for 30 something years is another thing!
Could you imagine being pulled back and forth, questioning your own sexuality?
Yep! It happens. There is not a day that goes by that I don’t wonder what if it never happened. Would I have made all the same choices, not being a victim? A question I have asked myself a million times. Each and every time I come up with the same answer “I don’t know” and self-exanimation begins.

When a person goes for a walk? Do they walk to forget something, Or to remember something? Ever wondered what everybody else is thinking? This is the way I’ve cope with being a victim of childhood sexual abuse.

I have developed a constant evaluation of everything I’ve seen and heard through out the day. For no reason at all something will pop into my head. “ hey that guy from last night, the one selling the red sports car. He said one thing in the morning then a slightly different the next time we talked, and now he has changed it all together”.
The only thing was at the time it popped into my head, I was halfway through a business presentation, and I’ve left everyone asking, “To whom? Was I referring to” as they all looked suspiciously at each other. Embarrassment totally over takes me, and I begin to wonder if I even completed my presentation.
Most times I can bounce back quickly and most pretend they never heard me, but I still feel judged, that’s an automatic response.

Living up too ones expectations of ones self can be demanding, try not living up to the expectation of being a victim of childhood sexual abuse. Most studies suggest that being a victim is the first step to becoming the abuser, and that it’s a series of events that leads you to become a monster.
“ Does that mean I will become a sexual predator? Fuck how could I ever become a sexual predator, I’m a victim for fuck sakes”.
I feel sick just thinking about it!

The pain I’ve become accustom too is so great that I even carry it in my shoulders. When I’m even a little stressed I’m in pain.
My sleeping habits are not good at all. I awake most nights suddenly and find that I’m not able to fallback to sleep, only to suffer later that day when I’m working.
Seems lately I’m always tried, tired of carrying this pain.
Like I’m now scared to even attempt to get these feelings worked out. What if that’s how you become the abuser? Is that the curse? Or am I being paranoid.

When I walk around the mall, or public in general, sometimes I make eye contact with certain people. It’s as if it feels like they are looking past me, or even threw me. I’ve seen this before! But where? As my mind searches for the answers. I’m left with a dry taste in my mouth. I can’t quite put my finger on it, then it hits me, pop goes my balloon as the need to figure out where, and my reality comes quickly, then slips away and dissipates, I then remember it’s the same look I’m giving off when I see my self in the reflection in the mirror. Suddenly it feels like my life fades darker, like I got my own black cloud following me.
I’ve had many days where I’ve gotten up and felt great and kissed the wife good bye and went about my day with a smile, only to get 10 blocks away and hear about Sheldon Kennedy story, and my beautiful day turns grey and I turn around, then drive strait back home climb back into bed, trying to fall asleep so I can sleep the pain away.

At times I replay different events that happened to me. Like this time I was walking down to black bridge, a train bridge close to down town. As I walked threw the trails that run along the river. You can see the boats driving by, and people are reading while sitting on park benches. Then as I made my way down near the bridge I came to where the bushes were a lot thicker, I suddenly I felt strange, then out of now where comes this native man, he has this really weird look on his face and my mind quickly detects that he is on the prowl. As he sees me his eyes grew bigger, here comes dinner flashed across his face. Suddenly my inner voice jumps out, and I asked him did you see my brother? He was with my dad, they were just in front of me and he quickly looked over his shoulder to see if he could see anybody that may have slipped by him.
Then I yelled “Larry” as loud as I could, followed by “DAD WHERE DID YOU GO?” Then my fears heighten as I could see clearly his erection was showing, oh no was my next though then I heard “ no kid, maybe they went around the other side!” He stated like he was now trying to help me.
“ Thanks” I said “but my brother and dad are here somewhere hiding on me!” Again I yelled “ Larry! Dad! Where are you?” And as quickly as he approached he walked right by me. It was the weirdest feeling, he was looking at me like he was about to grab me and you could see the hesitation in his face.
I’ll never for get that look! Never ever! It had only been a few months since I was raped. I clearly could see he was looking or trolling for action and I was out of here. We would climb black bridge and catch pigeons and sell them to Mr. Spagolla. He buy’s lost birds and resells them he gave me 20.00 for a speckled pigeon (a beautiful bird) so it was an easy way for local kids to make a few bucks. I never went back there alone again! I always took someone with me.

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Ace Employment Services

Tuesday, June 10th, 2008

Hi folks,

welcome all.

this place is where we open doors to finding supports that work instead of teaching how to fill out a resume I’ll teach how earn a job and develop it into a carear!

tell me about your self, your interests and hobbies, job experinces. this is not a job interview its a way i find the right fit for training you to become you!

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Attache Cases as An Effective Prop at Job Interviews - Better to Carry One

Thursday, June 5th, 2008

   An attache case is an indispensible item for the business person and those applying for a job.  Not only does it give you something to carry - it makes you look professional and has an air that you are a person of purpose.  Attache cases are symbols of authority.    If you see a person on Wall Street without an attache case you can bet that they are not an executive and carry little clout or power.  Image as Kirk Stevens says is everything.  Without it you are down on your luck and the sharks move in.   An attache case is par of the mandatory business uniform of today.

Indeed some male executives carry attache cases even if they are empty , sometimes nothing more than to carry their lunch.  Better an attache case than a lunch box  to make that impression on the job site or the job interview office.

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