Aspiring freelance writer with a couple of dogs living in Salt Lake City. All stories here can be found on my personal blog at Bloglakecity.com.
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Day 1 “Oh Fuck!” I thought as I looked outside from my kitchen window one early morning. Across the yard, I see Sam with a couple of twig legs and feathers sticking out of his mouth. I knew he had caught another bird and was proceeding to swallow it up. “SAM!” I yelled as loud as I could. “DROP THAT!” He looked at me and froze completely. Not moving a single muscle but also not opening his mouth to release the poor creature.
Original story can be found at: https://www.bloglakecity.com/post/my-dad-the-writer To know me, you have to know who my dad was. For over 20 years he was a welder and a good one. He would get up at the crack of dawn, put on his welding clothes, all of them with holes burnt into them, grab a 7-11 breakfast, and be off to work. I still remember how he always smelt like a garage shop.
A Bad Reputation Being a millennial myself and a freelance writer, I obviously have a biased perspective on the misconception about millennials, however, I've also been a millennial in the workforce, consistently for the last ten years now. That's right. I've been a punch-in, punch-out, regular 9-5er while also being a millennial. Who would've thought? So how exactly did the entire generation of millennials earn a reputation for being lazy, disloyal, unreliable, unrealistic, and irrational in the workplace?
Original blog post can be found on: https://www.bloglakecity.com/post/starting-one-year-without-alcohol Why A Year? Why, in God's name would you do an entire year with no alcohol? Okay, maybe not in those exact words but I do get this question a lot and it's a fair question. I'm not really committing to putting the bottle down altogether, I tried that before and failed miserably, but I'm also going a VERY long time without it. It's a strange limbo at times.