For the past few weeks, I've been working off and on (mostly off, admittedly) on the big project for my Intro to Business class. Some classes make you write a thesis, some make you write an essay...
Here, I'm having to do something a little more ambitious...namely, I had to choose a business concept, a location, figure out the start-up costs and all that, and then write up a business plan for it.
This would have been a rather daunting and, possibly, insurmountable task for me...had I not gotten most of this taken care of while I worked with the TSA. One of my favorite projects to goof around with during our bouts of downtime between flights was a restaurant I was considering opening. Never expected that to become a jump start for a freshman project, but it's just about saved my ass.
...Except I have to write up a resumé for myself, as if I'm applying for the job of running this imaginary restaurant that I'd be the owner of so as to justify...umm...hiring myself for the job.
...
And somehow, "convince myself to hire myself for an imaginary job" isn't the weirdest shit in my life.
Perhaps it's about time I reevaluated my opinion of the universe, because apparently this place is completely fucked up.
Here, I'm having to do something a little more ambitious...namely, I had to choose a business concept, a location, figure out the start-up costs and all that, and then write up a business plan for it.
This would have been a rather daunting and, possibly, insurmountable task for me...had I not gotten most of this taken care of while I worked with the TSA. One of my favorite projects to goof around with during our bouts of downtime between flights was a restaurant I was considering opening. Never expected that to become a jump start for a freshman project, but it's just about saved my ass.
...Except I have to write up a resumé for myself, as if I'm applying for the job of running this imaginary restaurant that I'd be the owner of so as to justify...umm...hiring myself for the job.
...
And somehow, "convince myself to hire myself for an imaginary job" isn't the weirdest shit in my life.
Perhaps it's about time I reevaluated my opinion of the universe, because apparently this place is completely fucked up.