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I was laid off almost 2 weeks ago from my job. When i was let go, my employer told me the position I had been working had been merged into another position that I did not have the credentials for. Essentially being laid off. When I filed my unemployment app with PA I put laid off since my position was no longer a part of that company. My former employer has now stated that the reason for separation I put is incorrect. What do I do now? I can't find any way to contact the PA UE Office and they haven't sent me a message about it yet?
So I have hit a serious brick wall with my 3x gpa. The following information is about all I have:
William FereFerrer b. ~1821 in Lancaster, PA and died 19 Jan 1876 in Easton, PA. He first married a woman named Margaret who died ~1851 and then married my 3x gma Susan Beatty on Feb 3 1853. During the Civil War he fought for the Union in Pennsylvania’s 47th Regiment as a member of the Florida Rangers.
And that’s it. I know that’s more than some people have, but it frustrates me to no end that I can’t find more information about his birth/parents. Any search tips?
this is going to be quite long, but please hear me out. i badly need some advice.
i'm 20, i stopped studying due to our family's financial problem. i never got to enroll on 2nd sem (2nd yr). i applied for an online job and worked my ass off to settle my account in my school (thankfully, mababayaran ko na siya sa susunod sa sweldo ko, putangina).
currently, i am aiming to transfer in a state university (UPLB/UPOU) kasi hindi na talaga kaya ng family ko suportahan ang pag aaral ko. i tried to transfer sa malapit na state university dito sa amin, pero closed na ang applications bago ko pa mabayaran ang tuition. basically UP is my only hope—at hindi pa 'ko sigurado kung may chance ba talaga ako makapasok.
anyway, am i selfish for wanting to continue my studies? sa bigat ng financial problems namin, i feel the need to help them, kasi ako 'yung panganay. umaasa na lang kami mostly sa pension ng lola ko, hindi stable ang income ng lola at ng nanay ko, yung tatay ko batugan at walang ginagawa sa bahay. (my relationship with my dad is a whole, different, longer story—but to cut it short, he basically contributes nothing in the household. basically, utusan niya kami. and that's what pisses me and my mom the most. trust me, we want to leave him, too. but leaving is just as difficult as staying.)
i keep thinking about the possibilities of me getting into UP, leaving my mom and my brother behind with my dad. nalulungkot ako isipin na iiwanan ko silang nagtitiis sa ganun na sitwasyon, samantalang ako—na sa ibang lugar, pinipilit abutin 'yung pangarap niya.
i feel like kailangan kong itabi ang mga pangarap ko para tulungan sila. maybe get a job, baka nga kailangan ko na mag apply sa call center tutal mahusay naman daw ako sa ingles, baka nga 'yun ang dapat kong gawin. naawa na rin ako sa nanay ko, baka hindi talaga ako magaling. o baka kasalanan 'to ng gobyerno.
but here's the thing. i value education so much. before all of this happened, i was a passionate student. honor student, may scholarship noong nag aaral pa ko sa private university. unfortunately, i was deprived of the opportunity to study in a state university. dalawang taon na simula nung hindi ako pumasa sa UPCA at sa state university dito sa amin. hindi ko rin alam kung bakit.
i wanted to graduate, get the job i'd actually enjoy, pursue higher studies. i enjoy learning so much. i want to experience campus life, kung paano maging college student. the longer i try to survive by trying to make ends meet, the more i feel rotten. i feel like i'm past my prime.
tuwing nababasa ko yung mga tweets ng mga former classmates at kaibigan ko, napapaisip ako na sana nagrereklamo rin ako sa exams, quizzes, at research papers. pero heto ako, nag aalala kung paano ko mababayaran ang tuition ko, kung may tatanggap pa ba sakin na state university, kung makakabalik pa ba ko sa pag aaral.
they might think it's fun to work, but it's not at all. hindi ako masaya. i haven't been for a very, very long time. it's a miracle I'm still alive.
i feel guilty for feeling this way. bakit ko pa iniisip 'yung sarili kong pangarap, hindi ko nga alam kung may babaunin pa 'yung kapatid ko sa susunod na linggo. ni-hindi ko nga mabigyan ng cake o regalo nanay ko sa birthday niya kasi kailangan kong mag ipon para sa tuition ko.
bakit ko pa iniisip yun? sadyang makasarili ba ako? but i just don't want to lose my dreams. ang sakit isipin na ganito ang nangyari sa akin, habang wala lang lahat 'to sa tatay ko, as long as pinapakain siya sa bahay. wala siyang pake kasi hindi naman siya ang nawalan ng pangarap.
simula nung natigil ako ng pag aaral ngayong taon, madalas ko 'tong iniiyakan. my mental health deteriorated badly too since then. i haven't seen my friends and i feel so isolated. i feel stuck. and i hate feeling that this is how it's going to be for the longest time.
i badly want to study again. gustong gusto ko mag aral.
i know most of the people here are way older than i am, hence why i posted this here. i badly need to hear some advice because i just feel so lost. i've never been this anxious before.
Hello po! I just want suggestions, recommendations and etc po.
First time ko po nag apply sa bpo luckily, I passed. Pag-uusap bukas kung ano yung job offer sa'kin. Pero ang sabi po nila ang starting date ay August pa. Then, I'm incoming 4th yr student po at ang start din ng klase ay August. Dahil 4th yr student na mayroong po na OJT this sem.
Hindi ko po sinabi na student ako. Dahil sabi sa'kin ng mga na kasama ko sa pag-apply ay 'wag daw sabihin na nag-aaral ako.
Ngayon po pinag-iisipan ko kung I-purse ko pagiging working student kahit may ojt ako this sem.
Should I take a risk po ba? Hehe. Any suggestions will do po as long as di nakaka sakit HAHAHAHA.
Thank you in advance po! Have a great day!
anyone here na working student and ang job ay related to IT/comp eng/comp sci? badly want to work na rin pero idk where to start. Can I ask saan kayo naghanap ng job kahit student pa lang? btw, incoming 2nd yr college na rin (comp eng). Gusto ko talaga mag upskill for experience na din.
‘Surviving The Win’.
Chapter 009 - A.
Santa Claus, had initially checked his list, and found that a Fairy Pipe had made its way into request, in the 21st Century.
The Fairy Pipe, is to be given to Andrew Thomlinson, he conceded, turning through some papers, although he couldn't make out why it said, from, “Eldritch.”
Was it more likely, Nicholas had wondered, that Eldritch was a nod to the entirety of the Elf Kingdom as the name would seem to suggest, or merely the alleged person, named Eldritch Spellbound.
Who is that, Nick? asked Mrs. Claus, coming forward with a glass of milk for her husband, and a bowl of milk for their cat.
As far as I know, he announced, Eldritch is the sort of person, who only ever existed, in the mind of, Avem Smith. However, he continued, Eldritch is also the nickname of one of our young beneficiaries in the future, by the name of Andrew. His name appears as such, as of 2004, anyhow.
Nick walked out of their Fairytale Cabin to the Shed Of Lost Objects, located by their Barn where the Reindeer could be found.
“Curio Adhurio,” he reacted aloud, upon locating the small Smiling Rock. It was on a Shelf, and would later find it’s way into Perry’s hands. We should let Ben out for a while, he stated. He continued to leave the Shed, carrying a bottle of Zinfandel, as well. The reason for this, not being altogether evident, yet.
Carrying both items out to the Elf’s Workshop (an enchanted, overlarge, walk-in, OMRISS Cupboard), which operated by an ancient Medean Mean (or, Magical Modality), wedding each and every promulgatory to it’s prime, and by sāwa (an Arabic word, meaning to regularize or settle), as it is related to their word imil for make or do, unless of course by istahwā/h-w-y
Meaning to fill with passion, to make desirous, to enamour, to seduce, and/or to gain.
An en-dezlegare or resolver… with a key.
The entrance to this Elf's Workshop, was about large enough to afford a small to regular-sized person through. He found it propped open.
The Bottle of Zinfandel, known as Zin was a “Goesting”/“Lust,” Alcohol.
The elves, as usual, were hard at work.
Claus rang their work Bell. In his hand, he held the Silver Key Ring. He told them all to cease, and leave for approximately 45 minutes. They would alert Mrs. Claus. He needed her outside, once they were in the Cabin.
The elves ceased their work in the shop and exited.
Pitching the Rock onto a clear spot on the Floor of the Room, he poured out an Offering of Zinfandel, before closing and locking the Giant Omriss Door.
The Clauses waited outside the Cupboard 40 minutes and then into early Dusk.
Instinctively, their cat, “Loose,” came forward to light the way for both Nick, and Ma.
They were feeding the Reindeer when it happened. A peculiar light shone, from out of the window of the Shed Of Lost Objects.
Nick saw this, and took it as his cue to walk back over to The Shed Of Lost Objects. The Delva La Plume Pipe had appeared. Nick went in to retrieve it.
Supposedly, it had been made of Tatter’s Old Trick, “Flower.”
Good!... he stated, portentiously satisfied.
Walking back with it, he was addressed by Mrs. Claus, who couldn’t really see why Nick hadn’t just settled for one of their Poinsettias, or crafted a pipe, himself. She returned to the Cabin.
15 further minutes in, and Santa had heard a Loud Thump in the Giant OMRISS. He stood back, and unlocked the door... then, opening.
Ben? Is that you in there?
Yes it’s me Mr. Claus, said the depth of a murky voice of rather picky decisiveness. He was hidden in the shadows.
Well, come forward. I have something of yours. Actually, something of importance to discuss, about it. I need your blessing. Is this your Delva La Plume Pipe?
Yes, we’ll of course, replied Ben. It’s blessed by Lasagna.
May I give it away to someone? Nick’s voice wavered a little. He was referring to, “Ben’s,” Delva La Plume Tobacco Pipe, after all. It being a very sensitive matter to open about, let alone giving it away.
Golly, Nick? what are you going to give me in return for it? This Flower Pipe is a Sacred Item of mine. It had the Blessing of a Pixiu Money Dragon’s Yen. Those pertain to Ien/Tobacco Smoke, and of course Gum, as Resin. How did you find it, by the way?
Only by how lost you were, yourself, Ben. Which is why I summoned you to confiscate it. You hold to too much, making you your own lost artefactuary. How about I give you a job, to occupy yourself with? Do you mind?
Stepping forth a, “Krampus-looking,” Ben, known as, “GAAP (for Lust),” to the Hebrews’ Demonolators, appeared as a dark fog, with two cool yellow eyes. What type of job, asked Ben. He was most perturbed by the idea of losing his tie to the Dragon. It had been near him, almost his entire life. Now, he’d been bidden back in time to see Nick.
Nick handed him a Blessed Fairy Birch Twig, stating, I would like you to watch over Andrew.
Ben, agreed. Okay, no problem! But how do you want me to be to any of the men or women on the merchant’s end of the tally involved. Those with Tobacco… or, furthermore, Andrew, himself. What about the picture?
Mainly, Nick asked? The Saint, now being shocked, and a bit sorry to hear the Demon's plaintive-sounding consideration. Mainly, I pray you’ll treat them mercifully. I bid you off of them. First, however, I have something to read to you.
What could that be? asked Ben, a little agitated.
What I have here, is the boy named Andrew's, soul legal, written out.
A legal, why would he have even needed it? Asked Ben.
He was Naughty, said Nick.
And you still want to give him my pipe? Ben was flabbergasted and shook his head in disapproval, The fog dissipating and then reaccumulated.
Yes, but if it’s any consolation, I’m having you involved on the matter of this topic, to assign you to a task. You can follow me around for gift deliveries.
Okay, he sighed, let me hear it. Away!...
An Elf of exceptional hearing, well guarded, and of swift feet, ran out to take the pipe away, and then ran back to the cabin.
After a medium-length discussion, Ben was satisfied, and entered back into the Cupboard.
Santa’s last words to Ben, were… Just, be moderate. You are, by your Goetic, “Lust Spirit,” naming, a commoderator of amounts of passion in dibs, but we need to keep that, clean. You also put the Darker Passions into what you see to. I’m going out on a limb here, but hopefully that very thing, won't impact anything, other than our N’Oel Nights, and the Pipe. You know how we aim to role our Presence, in the World.
The Winged-and-Horned Shade, of Ben, after clamouring back into the Cupboard, was silent.
Slowly… and MOST surely, Santa twisted the Silver, Locking Key. This, without a word of lib, and doing so, with a certain determination.
It must be noted, that a similar smaller make of this magical re-animating Cupboard, later made a popular movie.
Not without stress, Nick later wiped his brow. I hope he didn't have too hard a time with this new arrangement… Nick had been sweating for what he might end up having to go through over the Holiday visits (with Ben in tow, that is).
Pulling a delivery sack, from out of the Barn and coming back to the Cupboard again. He opened it a final time.
He found only the rock on the floor, and after sweeping away the muddy dirt, and doing a bit of cleaning, he put the rock, pipe, and bottle of goestling into the pack. He had Mrs. Claus file all of the Elves, then, into the OMRISS, bidding them, goodnight.
Upon awakening, they would be only noddy toys. Except for the good ones. Those? The immortal Hadibi’ndula.
- The OMRISS is a Real World Cupboard. While Fictional in it’s Movie-Premise, it is a had in of Nursery Rhyme in it’s very Sinching Synopsis. A bidden in of Fairy Tales, and built to the scale of a Mother-Hubbard-Sized hole in a home, it Sinter Crofts, as though enchanting Knacked Wood. While bidding, “idle-timed,” it neither ins wood living nor dead, but delivers any of it, and all of it, to take off as life anew, by how it had new life in it ever bidden. In this way, it is alike a Comardin'd Haduzen Christic.
- The Former Word Gas, mentioned in the Chapter on Goz, Relates to Gos and Gauze, or Phantoms, as well as Petroleum. Thus, Benzine.
- The Suffix of Which, “-Zin,” rather, as a, “Zinfandel,” Is a Goestling Alcohol, or Alcohol Spirit, and, when by the Phantom Bal/The Ghostling Ben, is the Lusty Demon, named GAAP/TOAB.
- This, in particular, is alleged, and while found in Aleister’s involvements of his acclaimed Solomonic Magic, none of his work, may be taken overly seriously, as for any good. That is, because, if the Demon Science is truly a Fatherless/Bastard science of no good method or intention to God, reading it puts your soul in jeopardy.
As it is load of diabol heresy, and when we know that Demon’s are indeed real, it surfeits your God will, to operate as his accountancy-recastecaller (in a, however bidden), and the very need of reform of a man with No God Say. He was lored as a religious Ba’aler of religion… to say that it mattered, but as caste, and with spirit possessions admitting him forward, not enough concession of (God) control, could be in it. The unholy Ceremonial Art, if made, not only by unholiness, but impious countenance being his main ten.
- If I must, I would mock my own writing for yet another true as in bidden moment, to have you read in, yet another line of beneficial advice. The Holier People, as well as other People of Age Enough to Drink, can control the Spirits as mentioned above, only as insofar AS a Zinfandel might be their only reality (or any other Alcohol), but not the Demons, themselves.
They, for Judaeo-Christians Prophets, need a proper coursing (as routed out and then sealed, as out in a sanction, and never bidden). Also, demons must occasionally be bound and cast into the pit or hellfires, though this turns a Carnic Karmal relaying, of, which they do create by their being off-put, which causes a hay, when it need be maintained as a need for reminders of moral hall-calls. That is, not fraternizing amourishly over them.
Reason as in it, being, that it enburdens followers by demon lawing, and the apostates then vie for their pry at buying out the prelacy, by fay-way none the wary, no matter where Revelations had in. We need Fellowship's Service, in gracious God support. Not con-arded rapture of hierarchical courts. Not all is bidden. Heretic in me.
Alcohol, apart from all and any demon loring, is at a shy when imbibing wisdom for Heaven, and therefore, not recommended for anyone (especially not those who are ill of conscience, judgementally off righteous God call, or leprous).
The reason why, being if the person were ill, they were already unclean and alcohol is low-kosher. This means that, if any were taken, only a little should be allowed, and only for one, as we do not want all people on it.
If a proper handle is lacking, then it is recommended left out of it.
- For the purposes of this story, Santa only drinks milk, and no Zinfandel, is had, by either of the Clauses, nor their elves.
Aside from alcohol, people need to possess a Spiritual Sobriety. Minding what God says being of the utmost importance in how they do. This is important to maintaining God Line Vitality to the Prayer, aiding the power of Scripturally Appropriate Discernment in Usefully Testifying Matters, as well as being a Better Bid, on the off, for Righteous Judgement Calls in Heaven’s Jurisdictional Witness and Guard the Flock, and Any, helping All the Kingdom to know Him (The Christ), and Life itself.
Well, Ben's off to drive Andrew crazy! Pa mumbled to himself, coming back into the Cabin.
Andrew doesn’t know, but that Osé of his, is a Snow Leopard/Uncia Uncia, which exemplifies Unk/Twain/Wit, through an Ounce/One, making it’s Were-Cat/Ju-Ju transformation, by All One, as an Oni Spirit.
The Oni, will now, I hope, feel only occasionally bidden to discipline Children with the Madenning, “Fairy Birch Twig,” and only the Naughty, as a Krampus, and while around the Winter’s Holiday when I can Supervise and offer Gifts to People.
How did you win Ben, so fast? Ma asked.
I told him that Andrew was divining with a Dictionary, by Bibliomancy or Book-Fortune-Telling, and got landed with the names Spellbound and Eldritch before 2004, Monarch and Bishop in 2007, and then finally, in 2020, Signature. That making a minimum of 5 Nicknames.
Signature? said Mrs. Claus. How dreadful. The pipe is Andrew's then?
By all accounts I'd have to say so, but my Records mention, the Pipe is to be given, from Eldritch.
Where should we send it to? she asked.
As no Eldritch Spellbound truly exists, I suppose we should send it to all of El-Dom, until such a time as Andrew receives it.
I’ve got the document right here. It truly says it all.
Andrew thought that random lot drawing was only a random act. But it’s that very random act that plods (if not by plotting), a path. Some forms of lot drawing are unbidden. We leave it at, that Andrew, hadn’t known God.
Later, he figured that the white light leading him through pages of his (fortune-told), Self-Naming Ceremonies was a Holy Spirit Guide, when it was, in fact, an Evil, Insanity, Demon Spirit named Osé, making him follow a long, drawn-out, Ghost-Written, Trail, of, “Eldritch”/”Creature”/”Bucca,” “Monarch”/”King”/”Faust,” and, “Bishop”/”Pope”/”Jack Frost, naming.
He had a Signature written out on a Letter to Christ, when he divined the word Signature, though!
Oh, is Signature his name, now?! Look after all names, they said? This little man is responsible for having us look after everyone, then… She gave a faint laugh, then wincing in the snow. His Birth Name, though?
He wrote it out prior, unwittingly.
Where was it located? asked Mrs. Claus.
Well, on a Note to God saying, more-or-less, that he’s a, “Psalm 139”/”Fearfully and Wonderfully Made”-Believing, as well as an, “Isaiah 11”/”God's Animal Safety Promise”-Indebted, “Over-Kill-Joy,” Repentant Sinner who goes over the top obsessively in small circuits, but still believes in The Lord.
Do you think he’s ready for this Fairy Pipe? Asked Mrs. Claus.
It came from Tatter’s Flower, and Ben had it enchanted somehow, with a Dragon, said Nick admitted embarassed. Anyhow, Andrew aimed to confess that he’s a, “1 Corinthians 5:5 Repentant,” and will have to wait to see the Christ, without usurping the Church, by abiding good protocol in the World. In the Interim… Not really. I think he needed to feel gifted.
Nick! Ma warned. This could go horribly wrong! Well, what? Do you think he’s acquitted of it, by Secret Societies involvements over his head, ‘surping him by summonry?
If they Governed his Movements, that’s why the coincidences are down to Spirits of Wickedness in High Places being the multiple homes he's moved to. Anyhow, let’s have some Hallongrotta.
Remind me again, why The Delva La Plume is the one he needs and not a Poinsettia. Mrs. Claus asked.
He needs one that’s Christened/Named, and, Ma! Pa whined, lastly, it's not that there aren't other Fairy Pipes to be made, but I’m pretty sure they have to be prayed for, to be received properly. This is the right one for, “El's New Nativity.”
I’ve had enough Nicholas, and you even wasted our Zinfandel. I’ll see you in the morning.
As for, on whether, he was Signed?
I just so happen to know he's still in Osé, and not all-out Satan malurky! Nick fittered secretly to a mouse, Osé means honorific title in Japanese.
But how was it to be… In Ba’al or even exorcizable.. Andrew Thomlinson, sat in his room, browsing the Global News and Weather, on his Smart Phone's Internet. The year was 2018.
Kali? he asked. Are you sure we should do this? He put out a cigarette into his ash mug (a rather conventional ashtray?).
One more, Magic Drew Bear, his cherubim replied.
Well, you said three, but I don’t know, he said.
They were onto a third.
Then they'll know that you and I are meant to be.
A third fire, could put the world in dire peril… Andrew, hesitated. Both fell in Phantom Love over never meeting and discovering Opera.
You know, I don't really believe in this stuff, but who am I? I'm not real. Everything's realler than I am! We'll make it three fires and that way, if your theories are true, we'll be able to locate them and prove them and if they locate you, we can find a way of announcing our love before them all. I'm sure they'll manage a way of bringing us together, that way.
But Kali, who are you, again, asked Andrew, dearly, and half disbelieving as he picked up another cigarette. You called me a Magic Drew Bear one day, and I'm not lying, that won my heart, but I don't even own the better part of my own apartment or dollar to get us started off together, yet. How will we ever find a way to live together?
You'll come to get me from the East Coast of Canada, she said. In all regalia, and sweep me off my feet... Either that, she said, or you'll meet me at my hospital.
That story always changes.
Kali had met him, at first, in Portage La Prairie, Manitoba, in a vision, where she had stood outside his apartment window shuffling her feet, but when Andrew had looked, she hadn't actually been there.
At least, that's how it had started.
Now it was that, the two, were playing a very dangerous game, of placing Faustian Fairytale bets, on the landscape of the, "known," world.
On one hand, Andrew believed in girls, on the other hand he didn't know why he had to feed this one birdfood or get off his butt and find a job, before the war or, better still, he didn't know why he had to lend to starting the minor Apocalypse, which would inevitably start the war, then followed up by the real Apocalypse, afterward. Nobody ever let him in on those sorts of dire detailings.
It's an Ion.
Like a Kirby, you're saying? His friend couldn't believe him. The pink demon puffoon from the video games?
Well, the way I see it, all fires are synchronized in some way, though they never appear so. Think of two synchronized blinking lights. Now, command them ionic. Only, those two lights fly around, and sync their, "behaviours and patterns," while all over the place, or the planet. And then, take it one step further... they're never truly only even ONE pair.
Why do they fly around?
I think they fly around to examine every known or unknown thing in existence. When they're at rest, it's because they've found enough Spark, Combustible Material, and my guess is, Air. They're really all over the Universe that way, only we can't tell for their Disparity and Scale and the Fires.
So they just inhale, things combust, and then they dwell in their ember and/or maybe die down a bit to continue? Yeah... Drew, that's lame. Kirby's not a real demon.
But don't you see. I know that! They're not actually Kirby. They're one little ion commanding an existence circuit.
Then the question I'd ask is, are they (or is it), necessary to existence, or better yet, do they command it?
You know what? Since I saw the manifestation of those fires on the ninth of September, from my bet with, "Invisible," Kali, last year, I'm kinda growing more wary of flickering lights...
“WHAT ON EARTH WAS THAT?!!!”
A Lady stepped out of a Car and turned to face the two of them.
The Card: "Sparing you any details on how my ashes may have been in slight, I've commanded you into my furnace for how the furnishings were not in right."
~ Andrew writes loopy letters, said one girl, while giggling, back in his Junior High. And I couldn't tell who he was trying to impress. You... Or Jim Davis. ~ A Bat flew in and settled into the tree (it had been the Eaves Trough).
OKAY... Tags off, and Let Me Know How Everything Fits! His mom, got back into the car, waved and drove off.
I have to admit that I'm really clueless with taxes. I never worked a corp job and have always been freelancing (media industry) so ito na... i never filed my taxes.
I did apply for TIN nung mga 22 yata ako (im turning 30 this yr), after that never na nagalaw. As in 0 contact with BIR. I had a business in 2018 through 2020. Yung taxes ng business okay naman but I realized then that I'm basically fckd with BIR cause hindi pa rin ako nag file ng taxes.
Now I'm starting a sole proprietor business for my freelance career cause big brands always look for receipts and I always have to turn a lot of them down because I can't supply.
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Long story, I applied to this notorious company on their Associate Software Engineer role (Alams na) expecting I will be coding. Of course, as with everybody here, I was put in a niche tech stack doing stupid tech support. 0 coding, 100% ticketing and tech support with calls na may halong backoffice jobs like reports. Sobrang niche as in ma-pipgeonhole ka.
Ang question is, matuturn off ba mga recruiter sakin kasi 1 year "Software Engineer" experience tas walang maipapakita kundi tech support? Naisip ko what I did did more harm than good sa resume ko. I should've gotten out early, kaso the pay was good and I managed to save to stay unemployed for about a year.
Any thoughts? :( It has been clawing on my mental health every day since I hate my work everyday, and kada araw parang pababa ng pababa ang chances ko to get an actual development role the more I stay here.
Edit: If I resign, I will probably be jobless for about a year. Plan ko magupskill for lost time and mag bootcamp para may malagay sa resume. Would recruiters see a 1 year gap sa resume bad? Kahit if sinabi ko nagupskill ako within that time and nagbootcamp?
And sa tingin niyo, would leaving be the correct choice? Hindi ako makapagapply ngayon kahit andito pa since feeling ko walang wala talaga ako sa xp since ibang skill nga naturo sakin :( Nag-atrophy na skill ko sa 1year.
Genuinely don’t know what steps to take. I have been searching for a primary care physician for 12 months and every office I’ve called has been closed to new patients. Community health center opened up spots but only to see NPs.
With a new gyn office and the only appts they had available were with the PA.
Broke my wrist the other day and went to urgent care. Saw a PA, nbd. Referred me to a family med/sports med clinic. They only had a spot to see their PA. Nbd really.
But genuinely, how can I see a physician when there are literally no appts? Just move to a city with more doctors after graduation? Settle and start seeing an NP for primary care. For what it’s worth, my state lets NDs practice.
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I feel behind the rest of my peers. For reference I graduated at the end of 2019 right into COVID after almost dropping out a couple of years before. I am in a smaller area in the south where there are not really any big businesses and mostly small businesses. I kinda just screwed around because I couldn't get anything and because of COVID. In the early and middle of 2021 I started and studied and passed the CPA exam. It took me 6 months to get an entry level staff role and I got laid off and started a new PA role recently.
I am almost 28 and feel so far behind considering I have like maybe 6 months of experience. I feel I put too much effort into the CPA instead of trying to focus on getting good jobs or trying to find good experience.
I am not the biggest fan of PA thus far. Billable hours can go fuck themselves. I was thinking of maybe trying to move somewhere like Atlanta or something where there are more jobs but the economy is so crappy and wages so low that I am scared. I don't have any "connections" either in any city except for one friend in Atlanta who isn't in accounting. I feel like a giant baby at this point and am really unhappy with where I am at in life right now.
I just want some industry, government, or finance role where I don't have to work to death for 8 hours straight and with a hybrid schedule. Am I shit out of luck or is there some light at the end of the tunnel?
Hello po, ask ko lang po if implemented pa po number coding system ng sss for transactions? Need ko po kasi kumuha ng verification slip or E1 form for my new job.
Thanks in advance po!
This is way too late probably but a few months ago I went to urgent care and a nurse practitioner came to see me. When I looked into her eyes, I felt distinct electricity, and it’s super rare for me to feel that. It was kind of weird because I could only see her eyes because of her mask. I’ve gone on so many first dates these past few years and felt nothing.
Since I was sick and because she was taking care of me as an NP, I didn’t do anything about it. I feel it’s inappropriate to ask someone out who is taking care of you for their job, like a waitress, etc. Do you think that was the right call? Or should I have tried to message her afterwards to see if she felt electricity too? Is it too late to message her because too much time have passed (3 months ago)?