This is my rant against the present hiring process present in today's world. It is my therapy to wholeness and healing. A tale set some where in the Texas hill country in some small town. Hopefully this entertains you,the reader as I attack Ageism, ghosting, and just plain being dropped. Where is old school honesty and positive feedback?
The demiurge of death sealed a fivefold promise to the universe in the hopes of being freed of their fate. Because of that, Pinocchio’s fate is placed in the hands of destruction incarnate, bending and breaking to its merciless will so that he can fulfill the demiurge’s promise. Burdened with a celestial responsibility, Pinocchio learns more about the world with each encounter, coloring his universe with a rainbow of experiences. In his quest for knowledge, he learns more and more about the wonderful things immanent in the human condition, including every shade of heavenly love paired with their grotesque shadows. With the weight of a bloodthirsty world on their clockwork heart, who will the doll place his faith in? See how Pinocchio's path to becoming human is a path composed of cruel thorns and bittersweet roses.
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Waking up after a night out, Ellen finds a series of alarming messages from an unknown number, dragging her into a kidnapping situation.
After losing her fiancé to mysterious and untimely death, a grief-stricken woman refuses to accept a world without him. She performs a forbidden wedding ritual, binding herself halfway between life and death, and summons a psychopomp to serve as her guide. In exchange for a chance to see her beloved again in Arcadia, a serene, pastoral afterlife, she must escort wandering souls to their final rest.
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Who the hell wakes up in a pet shop
How can a voice make you fall in love?
When a woman awakens for work one morning to find she's received 17 voicemails on her cell phone overnight while she slept, she sets out to find out who keeps calling... and why.
A woman wakes up to find she has 17 missed calls and messages from someone she does not know. She ponders whether or not to check them, but gets up and gets in the shower first. She decides to wait to check the messages for some unknown reason.
Then, as her day progresses, the story finds her at work. As the day progresses further, she gets caught up in something very horrible that she will not make it out of. As she lays dying, she has one last epiphany...she never checked her messages earlier in the day. She opens her phone with her last bit of strength, and calls her answering machine at home to retrieve the messages. The messages inform her that...
Roll up, roll up - the trial of the century has reached its conclusion!