Hey Mom!

Hey Mom, So my job searching while fruitless has given me the chance to really think about a resume.  It's the best parts of us.  It's our skills and experiences that equip us for whatever work we are looking for.  Then I thought what if resumes were completely honest about everything?  What if our resumes showed a more well rounded picture of our lives?  Hang on to your hats kids because I have done just that. Cover Letter: To Whom It May Concern: My name is Mack and I'm looking for a summer job that pays pretty well and hopefully is casual.  It's not that I don't have business attire it's just that when I get dressed in the morning I really worry about betraying my gender in the workplace (Should I wear pants that fit because I am a fierce independent woman that is not ashamed of my atypical body type or should I wear a men's suit because I don't ascribe to gender stereotypes?), so if everyone just wears jeans and a t-shirt it makes my life muc

Hey Mom! So you know when someone tells you about something stupid they did and you find yourself thinking How could anyone be THAT dumb?  Well prepare yourself. So it's finals time for high school students which means I am tutoring for 7-10 hours a day.  For the most part this is a good thing.  However, it also means I say things like "Don't forget the molar ratio." or "What SI units do we use here?" on repeat. For days. Aaaaaaaanyway, the actual relevant part of this story is that I am sitting, hunched over textbooks for extended periods of time which means by the end of the day my back hurts.  So yesterday when I finished work I decided to throw on some tiger balm. If you aren't familiar with tiger balm just imagine A535 except instead of being infused with wintergreen it's drenched in all the feral rage of an apex predator. So because this stuff is pretty potent, I made ABSOLUTELY CERTAIN that I washed my hands. So I go to bed. I rub my e