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Inception

Inception, by jennspoint
Inception, by jennspoint

Two months ago, I woke up at 2am with smoke pouring out of the air vents in my apartment.  I don’t know what my neighbors were smoking, but it was making me very ill.  I somehow managed to stumble around, get all of the vents closed, turn off the heat, turn on the ceiling fans and open the windows.  Then I grabbed my purse and headed to my car, thinking I might need to go to the ER because I was getting sicker by the minute.

Once I got outside, I began to feel better, so I just sat in my car while my apartment aired out.  Did I mention the temperature outside was about 35F? When I spoke to the property manager about this later, I was told, “Well, it’s their apartment. They can smoke whatever they want to in it.”

I said, “Really?!” And then some other stuff was said, and… Continue reading Inception

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It’s not “age discrimination.” You’re the “adultier adult.”

Some of my earliest memories involve hearing my grandmother angrily telling someone at the utility company customer service department, or the fast-food drive-thru, or the social security administration, “I’m a SENIOR CITIZEN!” and then she would proceed to tell them why they should fix whatever was broken. In Grandma’s defense, she had a lot of responsibility, and a lot of problems to deal with, and sometimes that “senior citizen” card was the only one she had left to play. That was the 1970s, and she had grown up in a rural area, and in an era where her options for a career choices were limited. She was spunky, smart, and always ready to learn new things. I’ve often wondered how her life would have been different if she’d lived in a more metropolitan area, or if she had lived long enough to experience the Internet. Continue reading It’s not “age discrimination.” You’re the “adultier adult.”

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Résumé Honnête

Wisdom, by jennspoint
Wisdom, by jennspoint

Résumé Honnête

In the beginning was education, information, and college, where knowledge, skills, and aptitude were viewed as keys to fulfillment upon commencement…

Where reality proved that degree was, in actuality, worthless. The notion that a promotion was in sight…

I hope? Nope. Years dragged on, more grueling than schooling had ever been. Idealism became realism, and enthusiasm turned to suspicion that I was fooling myself…

Into believing someone else’s dream. Lesson learned, and crash-landing notwithstanding, demanding truth, I made a new plan to reflect, learn to earn self-respect. Esteem is within as I begin this new experience, where intelligence and common sense rule…

With wisdom and white hair.

Copyright ©2018 Jenn Pointer

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Selling a Dream

Selling a Dream, by jennspoint
Selling a Dream, by jennspoint

Since I’ve been researching articles for the GenXrestrux project, about every third post on my Facebook feed is a “sponsored post,” many of these offering a free download or video course on how I can leverage my vast knowledge and experience to help people…oh, and how I can become wealthy in the process.

Well, who wouldn’t want to do that?! Sign me up!

Naturally curious, I’ve popped into several of these “free courses to” see what priceless information I could glean. Here’s what I’ve learned so far:

  1. Life is better with money.
  2. The only reason I don’t have money is because I haven’t taken a “master class” teaching me how to use social media.
  3. Life is really awesome when you have a lot of money.
  4. If I spend $2,500 to learn how to use social media correctly, I can attract the attention of a large media outlet and gain perceived “legitimacy” so that I can teach my own master class.
  5. You can’t even imagine how great life is when you have lots and lots of money!
  6. Once I start teaching my own “master class” people will be paying me $2,500 or more just to sit in my presence, so I can teach them how to use social media to start their own master classes.
  7. So…much…money…! What a life!!!!
  8. It doesn’t even matter if I have a service or a product to sell. I just need to get people excited about making loads and loads of money. Pretty soon they’ll be throwing cash at me to show them how to do it.

So that’s it. If you build it (a dream) they will come (and bring their wallets). What could be easier?

Editor’s note: This post is satire, but the artwork is real.