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Take this job

Rojie’s prompt today, just 85 hours and 50 minutes (or so?) until the first of June, is:

What is your own pet peeve about yourself?

Many years ago, in an earlier life, I was spending my days happily working at a job that excelled at keeping my mind busy. One day I saw there was an internal job posting that I thought sounded interesting. It was a white-collar, entry level job in IT and I kind of liked the thought of going to work wearing smart-casual shoes, chinos and a button down shirt instead of sneakers, jeans and a Grateful dead t-shirt. I had many some a few a couple of the minimum job qualifications so I applied and surprisingly, I got notified that I was selected to be interviewed for the job. Wow, great! Now what? Interviews for all the jobs I’d held to this point had been simple: Why do you want the job? You don’t use drugs, do you? Will you remember to come to work everyday? Ok, see you Monday morning at 8:00.

Now I was going to interview for a real job, one that meant something, and I needed to get some insight into interviewing. I got a book from the library about job interviews, and I actually read it and I was as ready as I could be.

The interview was with two people, the direct supervisor and the branch manager. The direct supervisor asked me questions and the branch manager sat there and stared at me like she thought I might steal something if she blinked, and if the goal was to intimidate, it worked.

The supervisor was nice and the interview was going well and a quick glance at the clock told me we’d been at it almost 10 minutes and I thought we had to be near the end because all my earlier job interviews had lasted like a minute or two and then the Staring Branch Manager broke her silence and threw me a curveball and asked me to talk about my greatest weakness. Ok, let’s play. I had read the book, and I knew what to possibly expect so I was sitting, waiting on the curveball and when I saw it headed right at me at 80 miles per hour I leaned back and took a swing for the fences and framed what I believed was my greatest weakness was into an actual strength. Thank you interview book!

Swing and a miss. There was no joy in Mudville when Casey struck out and there was no joy in that hot interview room because the Staring Branch Manager said, “How about you give me an answer that didn’t come from a book?”

Strike three.

This part, the part about the interviewer knowing what was in the book, wasn’t in the book. Thanks a lot interview book! Was she a mind reader? Had to be. Maybe she wrote the book, or certainly a book? I had nothing else to do at that point but panic. I answered poorly and that was that. Thank you, nice seeing you, blah, blah, blah. I left, and like The Wizard of Oz movie Dorothy who realized she was very happy right there in her own backyard, I just wanted to put my sneakers, jeans and t-shirt back on and return to my comfortable little backyard.

“If I ever go looking for my heart’s desire again, I won’t look any further than my own back yard. Because if it isn’t there, I never really lost it to begin with.” – Dorothy Gale

This is a really long way of saying that today’s prompt, “What is your own pet peeve about yourself?” reminded me of a job interview question.

If you’ve made it this far and are sitting there thinking, like the Staring Branch Manager who was likely a telepath, that he didn’t answer the question, I’ll just say that like everyone, I have pet peeves about myself, and when life starts to spiral for any reason it’s incredibly easy to get lost in that spiral which can lead to emotional overload. I work hard to not get lost in that spiral, to avoid the overload, but I admit I don’t always recognize it as quickly as I could.

You can decide for yourself if any of that is true.

Take this job

Rojie’s prompt today, just 85 hours and 50 minutes (or so?) until the first of June, is:

What is your own pet peeve about yourself?

Many years ago, in an earlier life, I was spending my days happily working at a job that excelled at keeping my mind busy. One day I saw there was an internal job posting that I thought sounded interesting. It was a white-collar, entry level job in IT and I kind of liked the thought of going to work wearing smart-casual shoes, chinos and a button down shirt instead of sneakers, jeans and a Grateful dead t-shirt. I had many some a few a couple of the minimum job qualifications so I applied and surprisingly, I got notified that I was selected to be interviewed for the job. Wow, great! Now what? Interviews for all the jobs I’d held to this point had been simple: Why do you want the job? You don’t use drugs, do you? Will you remember to come to work everyday? Ok, see you Monday morning at 8:00.

Now I was going to interview for a real job, one that meant something, and I needed to get some insight into interviewing. I got a book from the library about job interviews, and I actually read it and I was as ready as I could be.

The interview was with two people, the direct supervisor and the branch manager. The direct supervisor asked me questions and the branch manager sat there and stared at me like she thought I might steal something if she blinked, and if the goal was to intimidate, it worked.

The supervisor was nice and the interview was going well and a quick glance at the clock told me we’d been at it almost 10 minutes and I thought we had to be near the end because all my earlier job interviews had lasted like a minute or two and then the Staring Branch Manager broke her silence and threw me a curveball and asked me to talk about my greatest weakness. Ok, let’s play. I had read the book, and I knew what to possibly expect so I was sitting, waiting on the curveball and when I saw it headed right at me at 80 miles per hour I leaned back and took a swing for the fences and framed what I believed was my greatest weakness was into an actual strength. Thank you interview book!

Swing and a miss. There was no joy in Mudville when Casey struck out and there was no joy in that hot interview room because the Staring Branch Manager said, “How about you give me an answer that didn’t come from a book?”

Strike three.

This part, the part about the interviewer knowing what was in the book, wasn’t in the book. Thanks a lot interview book! Was she a mind reader? Had to be. Maybe she wrote the book, or certainly a book? I had nothing else to do at that point but panic. I answered poorly and that was that. Thank you, nice seeing you, blah, blah, blah. I left, and like The Wizard of Oz movie Dorothy who realized she was very happy right there in her own backyard, I just wanted to put my sneakers, jeans and t-shirt back on and return to my comfortable little backyard.

“If I ever go looking for my heart’s desire again, I won’t look any further than my own back yard. Because if it isn’t there, I never really lost it to begin with.” – Dorothy Gale

This is a really long way of saying that today’s prompt, “What is your own pet peeve about yourself?” reminded me of a job interview question.

If you’ve made it this far and are sitting there thinking, like the Staring Branch Manager who was likely a telepath, that he didn’t answer the question, I’ll just say that like everyone, I have pet peeves about myself, and when life starts to spiral for any reason it’s incredibly easy to get lost in that spiral which can lead to emotional overload. I work hard to not get lost in that spiral, to avoid the overload, but I admit I don’t always recognize it as quickly as I could.

You can decide for yourself if any of that is true.

Take this job

Rojie’s prompt today, just 85 hours and 50 minutes (or so?) until the first of June, is:

What is your own pet peeve about yourself?

Many years ago, in an earlier life, I was spending my days happily working at a job that excelled at keeping my mind busy. One day I saw there was an internal job posting that I thought sounded interesting. It was a white-collar, entry level job in IT and I kind of liked the thought of going to work wearing smart-casual shoes, chinos and a button down shirt instead of sneakers, jeans and a Grateful dead t-shirt. I had many some a few a couple of the minimum job qualifications so I applied and surprisingly, I got notified that I was selected to be interviewed for the job. Wow, great! Now what? Interviews for all the jobs I’d held to this point had been simple: Why do you want the job? You don’t use drugs, do you? Will you remember to come to work everyday? Ok, see you Monday morning at 8:00.

Now I was going to interview for a real job, one that meant something, and I needed to get some insight into interviewing. I got a book from the library about job interviews, and I actually read it and I was as ready as I could be.

The interview was with two people, the direct supervisor and the branch manager. The direct supervisor asked me questions and the branch manager sat there and stared at me like she thought I might steal something if she blinked, and if the goal was to intimidate, it worked.

The supervisor was nice and the interview was going well and a quick glance at the clock told me we’d been at it almost 10 minutes and I thought we had to be near the end because all my earlier job interviews had lasted like a minute or two and then the Staring Branch Manager broke her silence and threw me a curveball and asked me to talk about my greatest weakness. Ok, let’s play. I had read the book, and I knew what to possibly expect so I was sitting, waiting on the curveball and when I saw it headed right at me at 80 miles per hour I leaned back and took a swing for the fences and framed what I believed was my greatest weakness was into an actual strength. Thank you interview book!

Swing and a miss. There was no joy in Mudville when Casey struck out and there was no joy in that hot interview room because the Staring Branch Manager said, “How about you give me an answer that didn’t come from a book?”

Strike three.

This part, the part about the interviewer knowing what was in the book, wasn’t in the book. Thanks a lot interview book! Was she a mind reader? Had to be. Maybe she wrote the book, or certainly a book? I had nothing else to do at that point but panic. I answered poorly and that was that. Thank you, nice seeing you, blah, blah, blah. I left, and like The Wizard of Oz movie Dorothy who realized she was very happy right there in her own backyard, I just wanted to put my sneakers, jeans and t-shirt back on and return to my comfortable little backyard.

“If I ever go looking for my heart’s desire again, I won’t look any further than my own back yard. Because if it isn’t there, I never really lost it to begin with.” – Dorothy Gale

This is a really long way of saying that today’s prompt, “What is your own pet peeve about yourself?” reminded me of a job interview question.

If you’ve made it this far and are sitting there thinking, like the Staring Branch Manager who was likely a telepath, that he didn’t answer the question, I’ll just say that like everyone, I have pet peeves about myself, and when life starts to spiral for any reason it’s incredibly easy to get lost in that spiral which can lead to emotional overload. I work hard to not get lost in that spiral, to avoid the overload, but I admit I don’t always recognize it as quickly as I could.

You can decide for yourself if any of that is true.

Take this job

Rojie’s prompt today, just 85 hours and 50 minutes (or so?) until the first of June, is:

What is your own pet peeve about yourself?

Many years ago, in an earlier life, I was spending my days happily working at a job that excelled at keeping my mind busy. One day I saw there was an internal job posting that I thought sounded interesting. It was a white-collar, entry level job in IT and I kind of liked the thought of going to work wearing smart-casual shoes, chinos and a button down shirt instead of sneakers, jeans and a Grateful dead t-shirt. I had many some a few a couple of the minimum job qualifications so I applied and surprisingly, I got notified that I was selected to be interviewed for the job. Wow, great! Now what? Interviews for all the jobs I’d held to this point had been simple: Why do you want the job? You don’t use drugs, do you? Will you remember to come to work everyday? Ok, see you Monday morning at 8:00.

Now I was going to interview for a real job, one that meant something, and I needed to get some insight into interviewing. I got a book from the library about job interviews, and I actually read it and I was as ready as I could be.

The interview was with two people, the direct supervisor and the branch manager. The direct supervisor asked me questions and the branch manager sat there and stared at me like she thought I might steal something if she blinked, and if the goal was to intimidate, it worked.

The supervisor was nice and the interview was going well and a quick glance at the clock told me we’d been at it almost 10 minutes and I thought we had to be near the end because all my earlier job interviews had lasted like a minute or two and then the Staring Branch Manager broke her silence and threw me a curveball and asked me to talk about my greatest weakness. Ok, let’s play. I had read the book, and I knew what to possibly expect so I was sitting, waiting on the curveball and when I saw it headed right at me at 80 miles per hour I leaned back and took a swing for the fences and framed what I believed was my greatest weakness was into an actual strength. Thank you interview book!

Swing and a miss. There was no joy in Mudville when Casey struck out and there was no joy in that hot interview room because the Staring Branch Manager said, “How about you give me an answer that didn’t come from a book?”

Strike three.

This part, the part about the interviewer knowing what was in the book, wasn’t in the book. Thanks a lot interview book! Was she a mind reader? Had to be. Maybe she wrote the book, or certainly a book? I had nothing else to do at that point but panic. I answered poorly and that was that. Thank you, nice seeing you, blah, blah, blah. I left, and like The Wizard of Oz movie Dorothy who realized she was very happy right there in her own backyard, I just wanted to put my sneakers, jeans and t-shirt back on and return to my comfortable little backyard.

“If I ever go looking for my heart’s desire again, I won’t look any further than my own back yard. Because if it isn’t there, I never really lost it to begin with.” – Dorothy Gale

This is a really long way of saying that today’s prompt, “What is your own pet peeve about yourself?” reminded me of a job interview question.

If you’ve made it this far and are sitting there thinking, like the Staring Branch Manager who was likely a telepath, that he didn’t answer the question, I’ll just say that like everyone, I have pet peeves about myself, and when life starts to spiral for any reason it’s incredibly easy to get lost in that spiral which can lead to emotional overload. I work hard to not get lost in that spiral, to avoid the overload, but I admit I don’t always recognize it as quickly as I could.

You can decide for yourself if any of that is true.

Take this job

Rojie’s prompt today, just 85 hours and 50 minutes (or so?) until the first of June, is:

What is your own pet peeve about yourself?

Many years ago, in an earlier life, I was spending my days happily working at a job that excelled at keeping my mind busy. One day I saw there was an internal job posting that I thought sounded interesting. It was a white-collar, entry level job in IT and I kind of liked the thought of going to work wearing smart-casual shoes, chinos and a button down shirt instead of sneakers, jeans and a Grateful dead t-shirt. I had many some a few a couple of the minimum job qualifications so I applied and surprisingly, I got notified that I was selected to be interviewed for the job. Wow, great! Now what? Interviews for all the jobs I’d held to this point had been simple: Why do you want the job? You don’t use drugs, do you? Will you remember to come to work everyday? Ok, see you Monday morning at 8:00.

Now I was going to interview for a real job, one that meant something, and I needed to get some insight into interviewing. I got a book from the library about job interviews, and I actually read it and I was as ready as I could be.

The interview was with two people, the direct supervisor and the branch manager. The direct supervisor asked me questions and the branch manager sat there and stared at me like she thought I might steal something if she blinked, and if the goal was to intimidate, it worked.

The supervisor was nice and the interview was going well and a quick glance at the clock told me we’d been at it almost 10 minutes and I thought we had to be near the end because all my earlier job interviews had lasted like a minute or two and then the Staring Branch Manager broke her silence and threw me a curveball and asked me to talk about my greatest weakness. Ok, let’s play. I had read the book, and I knew what to possibly expect so I was sitting, waiting on the curveball and when I saw it headed right at me at 80 miles per hour I leaned back and took a swing for the fences and framed what I believed was my greatest weakness was into an actual strength. Thank you interview book!

Swing and a miss. There was no joy in Mudville when Casey struck out and there was no joy in that hot interview room because the Staring Branch Manager said, “How about you give me an answer that didn’t come from a book?”

Strike three.

This part, the part about the interviewer knowing what was in the book, wasn’t in the book. Thanks a lot interview book! Was she a mind reader? Had to be. Maybe she wrote the book, or certainly a book? I had nothing else to do at that point but panic. I answered poorly and that was that. Thank you, nice seeing you, blah, blah, blah. I left, and like The Wizard of Oz movie Dorothy who realized she was very happy right there in her own backyard, I just wanted to put my sneakers, jeans and t-shirt back on and return to my comfortable little backyard.

“If I ever go looking for my heart’s desire again, I won’t look any further than my own back yard. Because if it isn’t there, I never really lost it to begin with.” – Dorothy Gale

This is a really long way of saying that today’s prompt, “What is your own pet peeve about yourself?” reminded me of a job interview question.

If you’ve made it this far and are sitting there thinking, like the Staring Branch Manager who was likely a telepath, that he didn’t answer the question, I’ll just say that like everyone, I have pet peeves about myself, and when life starts to spiral for any reason it’s incredibly easy to get lost in that spiral which can lead to emotional overload. I work hard to not get lost in that spiral, to avoid the overload, but I admit I don’t always recognize it as quickly as I could.

You can decide for yourself if any of that is true.

1/2 Notes on #UAP Discussions : There is no data. Why is there no data ?
#Skywatcher and others have coined and touted jargon like #CE5 and #Psionics to refer essentially to the idea that #NHI are primarily #Telepaths that do not rely on spoken language…
As an #evolutionary vector for advanced intelligence this of itself is not farfetched but…
One can see some immediate problems wrt this as a first contact mode…” oh yes he definitely said that they are from “Alpha Centauri “…or maybe he said…

1/2 Notes on #UAP Discussions : There is no data. Why is there no data ?
#Skywatcher and others have coined and touted jargon like #CE5 and #Psionics to refer essentially to the idea that #NHI are primarily #Telepaths that do not rely on spoken language…
As an #evolutionary vector for advanced intelligence this of itself is not farfetched but…
One can see some immediate problems wrt this as a first contact mode…” oh yes he definitely said that they are from “Alpha Centauri “…or maybe he said…

1/2 Notes on #UAP Discussions : There is no data. Why is there no data ?
#Skywatcher and others have coined and touted jargon like #CE5 and #Psionics to refer essentially to the idea that #NHI are primarily #Telepaths that do not rely on spoken language…
As an #evolutionary vector for advanced intelligence this of itself is not farfetched but…
One can see some immediate problems wrt this as a first contact mode…” oh yes he definitely said that they are from “Alpha Centauri “…or maybe he said…

In this version, although it explains the "actual" backstory of #babylon5 , I'm not suggesting that #telepaths actually stay in #PsiCorps all their lives , particularly if they are "fairly low on the teep scale" . But employment opportunities outside commercial or police work are few and far between.
The pre Psi Corps system had Teeps avoid registration by acting as snitches, "undercover" border security and, mainly and alongside "Normals/Mundanes" , bounty hunters. This was useful as such

In this version, although it explains the "actual" backstory of #babylon5 , I'm not suggesting that #telepaths actually stay in #PsiCorps all their lives , particularly if they are "fairly low on the teep scale" . But employment opportunities outside commercial or police work are few and far between.
The pre Psi Corps system had Teeps avoid registration by acting as snitches, "undercover" border security and, mainly and alongside "Normals/Mundanes" , bounty hunters. This was useful as such

Well it's my fantasy

So perhaps Psi Cops can be lower than P12?

Work it out later maybe 🤔
Edit: Let's say that officially there are ten grades , but internally there are P11 (more powerful than P10) and P12 (ditto)

Trainers, educators and senior administrators in Psi Corps hold warrants and outrank other #telepaths

Management get commissions

Telepaths permanently or temporarily assigned to Psi Cops are under the aegis of Earth Alliance Security. If they retire or return to Psi Corps

Well it's my fantasy

So perhaps Psi Cops can be lower than P12?

Work it out later maybe 🤔
Edit: Let's say that officially there are ten grades , but internally there are P11 (more powerful than P10) and P12 (ditto)

Trainers, educators and senior administrators in Psi Corps hold warrants and outrank other #telepaths

Management get commissions

Telepaths permanently or temporarily assigned to Psi Cops are under the aegis of Earth Alliance Security. If they retire or return to Psi Corps

why telepath breeding programmes and arranged marriages are a thing in #PsiCorps

To sum up officials in IPX along with a small group of among the first telepaths to be discovered "know" about the Vorlon/Shadow conflict

My premise is that a small number of nations set up "Interplanetary Expeditions" and national bodies to basically register #telepaths , which 100+ years later becomes the Psi Corps #b5reboot #b5fanfiction

The USA and China probably don't exist as they are now by the end of

why telepath breeding programmes and arranged marriages are a thing in #PsiCorps

To sum up officials in IPX along with a small group of among the first telepaths to be discovered "know" about the Vorlon/Shadow conflict

My premise is that a small number of nations set up "Interplanetary Expeditions" and national bodies to basically register #telepaths , which 100+ years later becomes the Psi Corps #b5reboot #b5fanfiction

The USA and China probably don't exist as they are now by the end of

Hadn't really confirmed why, but let's say that IPX hires a lot of telepaths so there is a connection before first contact with aliens and the official forming of the Earth Alliance

IPX find a ship in Antarctica. Later the pre-corps telepaths realised they may be fodder in a war and need to choose sides , or at least find a way to survive by being useful to the (later) #EarthAlliance and , crucially, by #breeding as many #telepaths as possible

This is more a "explanation for myself as to

Hadn't really confirmed why, but let's say that IPX hires a lot of telepaths so there is a connection before first contact with aliens and the official forming of the Earth Alliance

IPX find a ship in Antarctica. Later the pre-corps telepaths realised they may be fodder in a war and need to choose sides , or at least find a way to survive by being useful to the (later) #EarthAlliance and , crucially, by #breeding as many #telepaths as possible

This is more a "explanation for myself as to

On these cool nippy days and nights of autumn, it would be great to curl up with a nice science fiction book, and the beverage of your choice, actually, I have four books, from alien first contact, time travel, to androids.

🤖🌎👥💁️🤷️🤔🤯
🛸📡📚📚📚👽💬👂🤯

#Aliens
#Androids

#Apocalypse
#ArtificialIntelligence
#Blindness
#Disability
#Extraterrestrials
#FirstContact
#Pandemic
#Paraplegia
#Polio
#ScienceFiction
#Shapeshifters
#sftheberge
#Telepaths
#Typhoid
#Timetravel
dldbooks.com/stephentheberge

On these cool nippy days and nights of autumn, it would be great to curl up with a nice science fiction book, and the beverage of your choice, actually, I have four books, from alien first contact, time travel, to androids.

🤖🌎👥💁️🤷️🤔🤯
🛸📡📚📚📚👽💬👂🤯

#Aliens
#Androids

#Apocalypse
#ArtificialIntelligence
#Blindness
#Disability
#Extraterrestrials
#FirstContact
#Pandemic
#Paraplegia
#Polio
#ScienceFiction
#Shapeshifters
#sftheberge
#Telepaths
#Typhoid
#Timetravel
dldbooks.com/stephentheberge

On these cool nippy days and nights of autumn, it would be great to curl up with a nice science fiction book, and the beverage of your choice, actually, I have four books, from alien first contact, time travel, to androids.

🤖🌎👥💁️🤷️🤔🤯
🛸📡📚📚📚👽💬👂🤯

#Aliens
#Androids

#Apocalypse
#ArtificialIntelligence
#Blindness
#Disability
#Extraterrestrials
#FirstContact
#Pandemic
#Paraplegia
#Polio
#ScienceFiction
#Shapeshifters
#sftheberge
#Telepaths
#Typhoid
#Timetravel
dldbooks.com/stephentheberge

On these cool nippy days and nights of autumn, it would be great to curl up with a nice science fiction book, and the beverage of your choice, actually, I have four books, from alien first contact, time travel, to androids.

🤖🌎👥💁️🤷️🤔🤯
🛸📡📚📚📚👽💬👂🤯

#Aliens
#Androids

#Apocalypse
#ArtificialIntelligence
#Blindness
#Disability
#Extraterrestrials
#FirstContact
#Pandemic
#Paraplegia
#Polio
#ScienceFiction
#Shapeshifters
#sftheberge
#Telepaths
#Typhoid
#Timetravel
dldbooks.com/stephentheberge

On these cool nippy days and nights of autumn, it would be great to curl up with a nice science fiction book, and the beverage of your choice, actually, I have four books, from alien first contact, time travel, to androids.

🤖🌎👥💁️🤷️🤔🤯
🛸📡📚📚📚👽💬👂🤯

#Aliens
#Androids

#Apocalypse
#ArtificialIntelligence
#Blindness
#Disability
#Extraterrestrials
#FirstContact
#Pandemic
#Paraplegia
#Polio
#ScienceFiction
#Shapeshifters
#sftheberge
#Telepaths
#Typhoid
#Timetravel
dldbooks.com/stephentheberge

It's Tuesday so... Hello 🍎#Teachers, 💻#Techies, 🎢#Thrillseekers, 🌟#Trendsetters, 👑#Tyrants, 🔮#Telepaths and 🕰️#TimeTravelers!!

Post the emoji that best representing you below! Is the fun of times!!!

I'm... uh, a 🔮#Telepath, I guess?

I can read the room, micro-expressions, tone of voice and more to get a feel for what people are thinking. This amazing skill was developed growing up in an... unsafe household, so no power is without tradeoffs. 🤣

Anyway, what are you?

My review of Babylon 5 – A Race Through Dark Places – Being a Telepath Isn’t All It’s Cracked Up To Be #AndreaThompson #Babylon5 #BruceBoxleitner #ClaudiaChristian #JerryDoyle #MiraFurlan #PsiCorps #RichardBiggs #sciencefiction #telepaths #WalterKoenig

https://thoughtsfromthemountaintop.com/2023/10/09/series-rewatch-babylon-5-a-race-through-dark-places-being-a-telepath-isnt-all-its-cracked-up-to-be/