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Let me tell you about the time I applied for a job that required me to do the interview inside the metaverse. Yes, the actual Meta Quest...

So I’m just minding my business, doing what all emotionally stable adults do—scrolling LinkedIn at 1:43 AM while eating shredded cheese...

With all the interview circus I’ve been navigating lately, my dreams have stopped being dreams and started feeling like full-length...

Ah yes, the midnight scroll—that sacred time of night when you should be sleeping but instead find yourself laying in bed, phone glowing...

A while back, I had one of those interviews. Not just a regular one-on-one, not even a mildly chaotic two-person Zoom. No. This was the...

So there I am, minding my business at Gate C23, eating an $11 bag of trail mix that tastes like regret and stale almonds, when I sense… a...

There’s something magical—maybe even slightly divine—about a pack of Maruchan Chicken Ramen Noodles. It’s not fancy. It’s not gourmet....

It was a Wednesday. Not a tragic Monday, not a hopeful Friday—just a painfully average Wednesday. The kind of day where your coffee is...

Let’s talk about the time I applied for a job that paid—let’s be brutally honest—enough to cover rent, if I didn’t eat, turn on the...

It always starts the same. I’m sitting at my laptop, halfway through a stale granola bar, convincing myself that refreshing my inbox one...

After applying to what felt like every job on the internet—including one listing for a Junior Happiness Strategist that somehow required...

It started, like all bad decisions, with optimism and a time crunch. I had an interview. Not a dream job—just one of those “please let...

I was minding my own business, halfway through a coffee that tasted like disappointment and misplaced ambition, when I got the text. “Hi...

So there I was—Jacksonville, Florida. Not by choice. Not by destiny. But because Spirit Airlines decided chaos is a lifestyle, and I had...

So there I was—again—stranded at Gate C27, sipping lukewarm coffee and staring into the abyss of the departures screen, which kept...

Do I want to talk about my job search? That’s like asking a raccoon if it wants to rant about garbage conditions at the landfill. Yes....

Let’s get one thing straight: I don’t usually remember my dreams. Most nights I drift off, hoping for peace and wake up with a crick in...

Let me tell you something about hope. Hope is what you feel right before you hit “submit” on your unemployment application. It’s that...