we-are-but-stardust: dayandnightitsjustlife: the bottom of you hair was once at the top of your head Started from bottom now we’re… Oh wait
it started out with a click how did it end up like this
theyellowbrickroad: money doesnt buy happiness but i cant say id be upset in the least bit if i suddenly inherited 5 million dollars
I want to thank some of you for posting cool things. I’m having one of the hardest weeks I’ve had in a long, long time.
peegan: i just ran onto my porch and screamed “CAN I JUST FUCKING BE GOOD ENOUGH TO ACTUALLY MAKE YOU FEEL SOMETHING” and a guy rode by on a bike and screamed “YOU ARE PERFECT AND YOU MAKE ME FEEL ALIVE” wow fuck thank you stranger thank you very much
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Unemployed Black Woman Pretends to be White, Job...
November 15, 2012 | Filed under: BizTechNews | Posted by: bowatkin If you don’t believe that racism in the job market is real, then please read this article by Yolanda Spivey. Spivey, who was seeking work in the insurance industry, found that she wasn’t getting any job offers. But as an experiment, she changed her name to Bianca White, to see if employers would respond differently. You’ll be shocked and amazed by her phenomenal story.
Yolanda Spivey Writes:
First, I created an email account and resume for Bianca. I kept the same employment history and educational background on her resume that was listed on my own. But I removed my home phone number, kept my listed cell phone number, and changed my cell phone greeting to say, “You have reached Bianca White. Please leave a message.” Then I created an online Monster.com account, listed Bianca as a White woman on the diversity questionnaire, and activated the account.
That very same day, I received a phone call. The next day, my phone line and Bianca’s email address, were packed with potential employers calling for an interview. I was stunned. More shocking was that some employers, mostly Caucasian-sounding women, were calling Bianca more than once, desperate to get an interview with her. All along, my real Monster.com account was open and active; but, despite having the same background as Bianca, I received no phone calls.
dickfaerie: my favorite activity is pretending that i can sing
ghosteh13: voice-of-tartarus: demeaniac: what if with our first clot of air when we are born we inhale a soul, and every time we breathe out, we squeeze a tiny part of our souls out. would our final breath actually be the very last soul fragment leaving our bodies? Woah woah wait you know those things that say “you become like the 5 people you hang out with the most” that would explain...
isn’t it weird that you can have friends but also have no friends at the same time
how am i meant to control my life i can’t even control my hair