Job Seeker, is a not patient by default, but learned through the stages of adulting. I use this creative process to transform the frustration to entertaining frustration and laughter for all.

In the pre-screening interview things sounded optimal , somethings I disagreed with but, when switching careers we take some losses at times to get in the door. During the pre-screen it sound so good,I started imaging myself getting the patience where they needed to be safely and soundly.

I remember when I had to get surgery or simple
procedures and the person that rolled me to the operating room had a calm demeanor, made me feel confident that this was routine, that I was going to wake up. (Rest in peace to all those that didn’t and my condolences to their loved ones and friends). Upon waking up I was placed comfortably in an area dedicated to that purpose.

I also remember being wheeled out and someone making sure I had everything and that I got all my after care instructions. From experience, I know the state of the patient matters from all aspect of care when being in the hospital. I was so caught up
in the possibility, I was considering switching my goals permanently. Where is the pen where do I sign, I’m hooked, Signed sealed and almostt delivered despite the pain in my feet from a previous fall.

I was baited hook line and sinker. I just knew I had some security, while this nut job is ruining this potentially great country, many citizens were doing our best to create positive change for all diverse people here.

Then she said “Wait a minute, I think I may have the wrong hours. Ummm i think these are night hours 12am-8am, let me make sure first. Holld on please I need to speak to the manager. I feelt a lump in my throat as a I swallowed all my fabricated hopes.

I anxiously held on, fearing the worst. The words “I was wrong, my apologies. The job is night hours 12am-8am, we mistakenly posted 12pm-8pm. I stated “Excuse me” hoping there was room for a mistake, there wasn’t. I thought long and hard but remember the palpitations that take over my body has when I stay up too late.

I had to thank her for her time and let her know that it’s no idea for allmparties involved for me yo take on those hours. My dreams disintegrated with every word of hers that confirmed she had made a mistake. Surely there must be something that can be done legally, I thought. I’m not a lawyer, and I don’t want to rock the boat before I even get in it.

As a last ditch effort, I asked is there anyway you can give a word to the people hiring for the patient observer position. She said she would, that was about a week or so ago I have not a peep yet.

Part of me wants to hold on but Inhave learned that holding on to longer cause the frustration to linger so I admitted to myself that it’s not going to happen and that I must get back to reworking cover letters and creative resumes.

Like the good old country singer Willie Nelson, use to sing. I’m on the road again.
I’m on the road again.

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Poet Soulfighter
Maurice Taylor
3.17.25 2:11pm

Poetic Recovery
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POETIC RECOVERY RADIO

10.15.24
I had the honor of Interview D-Nick Stockman, the artistic director of The Microphone Misfits. We discussed up coming projects, action figure dolls, how he got the same name is mine "SOULFIGHTER" (Def a short dope and sweet convo which I invite him to come back and give up all the info on that.

We spoke about the classification of Hip Hop briefly and the impact Hip Hop has on communities. I played their song Race Against Time which can be found on their website https://www.themicrophonemisfitz.com/

I look forward to having D-Nick back on the radio station and will be adding the show to our podcast once it's up and going