Anyone know where I can buy long sleeved shrugs, I know they are in almost every store in the mall, but i am looking for the ones that just come a bit over your shoulder and not around your waist. Especially not the button up ones and the ones with the tie in front. I hope you know what Im talking about. And no sequins either, so if anyone has seen ( Read more... )

So I told the child and educational resources company that even though they are my first choice, I've been offered another position and need to get back to them as soon as I can. I went in on Thursday to do the personality test and the manager said she would get the results in 24 hours, discuss salary with the president and get back to me late ( Read more... )

Am I the only one that thinks that there is something wrong with leaving a company after working there for just a couple of days for a better offer with another company? My friend was going to do just that but he considered it and decided to go with his current position. He mentioned his cousin worked at this company for just two days and then just ( Read more... )

So after a ton of interviews, second interviews, worthless job offers (that needless to say I turned down) I finally have a decent offer! A Sales Assistant position for a leading medical manufacturer. The team and sales director are young and seem like cool people to work with and there is definetly growth opportunity. For example, the director ( Read more... )

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I lack focus. I don't really know what I want, but I do know what I don't. This idealistic hope of doing something I enjoy is not working out as I'd like. Like most of the world, I think I should give in to working just for the money (what a concept!). Perhaps then I will find some sort of direction admist this chaos.

I remember the first time I got a place downtown Toronto. At the time, I was in awe of the city, afraid to transfer between subway lines and living near Church Street, I figured that Toronto just had a huge gay population. I felt really wierd and ackward, my five roommates were all so different with their own agendas and I just felt like I didn't ( Read more... )

Soo for the past couple of weeks, Ive been doing invoice typing in the evening and weekends for the owner of Fantasy Farm.

Fantasy Farm is essentially a venue for events, mostly weddings:
Established in 1943, a tiny pocket of Toronto's history nestled in the Don Valley conservation area, a property surrounded by fifteen hundred acres of woodlands ( Read more... )

I am so incredibly frustrated. This is fucking ridiculous...