Author: czierk
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Who’s in charge here anyway? I’ve been trying to speak to management for years now. I have concerns about these operating practices. Let’s start with the Anxiety Department. Why, oh why, do they insist on sending out hourly memos about problems I don’t need reminding about? “Just circling back on that misstep you made in…
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I know myself better than I ever have… The more I know myself, the more I know how unknowable I am. I have existed within a liminal space my entire life, somewhere between what I know I am and how others see me. I have never been able to simply be, to simply live as…
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I recently posted about one day seeing my book on a shelf. “One can dream, can’t he?” It was meant to be a light, half-joking wink. But the truth is, there’s always that moment after I post something like that where I think, What if this is embarrassing? What if this is delusional? What exactly…
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I sat there in that cramped seat, shifting my weight around, trying any position possible to find comfort. I don’t think airplane seats used to be this small, but every year I think they close in by another half inch. Either that, or my waist is expanding by that same measurement. We’ll go with the…