Personal Narrative: Dealing With People At The Workplace

I don't care how you feel." Needless to say the conversation was summed up to "I'll be speaking to your corporate tomorrow" and that just what happened. After reviewing security cameras the corporate advisor saw that not only was our waitress was in the wrong but that the assistant manager was as well for letting her yell across the restaurant. Now what happened is over and cannot be undone but for those of you who eat here and happen to be any race other than white, or have sexual preferences that differ from the "norm" I would like to tell you that Lauren should not be your server, she should not be a server

This day was busy, but I was able to help out more by checking patients in and checking them out this time around. Felt a lot more comfortable with the system and interacting with the clients and their pets. This was my last day working in the front, I enjoyed working with Leonore and the rest of the staff in the front but, I am very excited to work in the back to get hands on experience working with the technician’s and the doctor’s.

My current job is an ABA therapist for the school district. Last week, one of the children on my case load was having a lot of behavior issues in the classroom. In order to help shape his behaviors, a collaboration took place. The classroom teacher, the lead therapist, the autism specialist, another line therapist and myself brainstormed possible strategies to put in place. We all had to observe the behaviors and try to determine the antecedent. From there, we sat down as a team to decide what behaviors we wanted to target first and what strategies we would use. We have all begun to put the strategies into place and we are seeing significant improvement in some of the behaviors. We have all taken turns in dealing

Work place violence is very prevalent. I worked for an institute where a discharged patient gained access to the facility and brutally stabbed a technical partner in the neck, thankfully he was flown to the nearest trauma center a lived to tell his story. It was concluded that the discharged patient gained access piggybacking off of another employee swiping their badge to get into the hospital. I think we get so involved in our work day and where we need to be and what we need to do before our shift is over that we forget to pay attention to small details. The suspect managed to get out of the hospital and was found nearby off the hospital premises. I know for me working in the hospital I think of it as a place where people come for

Imagine being at the peak of your high school career, personally, academically, and athletically. For me, that was my sophomore year. I was selected to be on the homecoming court, I won a free class ring, and a free corsage and boutonniere for prom. I was on my way to a 4.0 grade point average. I was pulled up to Varsity basketball, I became the 100 meter hurdle regional champion, and I qualified for two events at the Division 4 State meet for track and field. In one split second, a clip of a hurdle, that was over. My first race of the day was the preliminary 100 meter hurdles. Once the race started, I was calm, focused, and determined. I was starting to make my way up to the front of the pack when I clipped my trail leg on the eighth hurdle.

You seemed as if you left out of your 4th block Spanish from those rusty gray doors on the side of our school building.

One should stay within its limits since I also know, how to fire. One should stay within its limits since I also know, how to fire.

I interviewed my co-worker, Mary Varela. Her family is originally from Little Rock, Arkansas. Her family lived in a small country town surrounded by mountains. One day her dad decided to move to San Francisco, California. Her father was a roofer so therefore San Francisco was a city with more possibilities of job opportunities. After a couple years later, Mary was born. Mary faced many struggles in life but the most that impacted her was her society did not accept her for who she was. Mary has always struggle with her weight.

Virginia is a 53 year-old, heterosexual, African American female. Virginia has a long history of using crack cocaine. However, she has been clean of drugs for 6 months and for the past 1.5 months has been living in a residential recovery program group home. She has found a job as a dishwasher and desires to do the “right thing”. When asked to define the ‘right thing”, Virginia mentions to stay off drugs, stay off the streets, to stay clean, and save up money to move into her own apartment. Virginia did not complete the 11th grade. She mumbles when speaking and her speech is difficult to understand at times. When speaking to her, one often has to rephrase the question or revisit the question to get a more accurate response. Virginia enjoys

It was a cold day, and me being who I am, wore a Pikachu onesie to Walmart. Having gathered all of the items I was going to buy, I hear a woman say to her husband, “Wow look at her! I need a picture so I can show ****”, she was being blatantly obvious about the whole situation and saying things like “people of Walmart” is not helping the circumstance. I tried not to make a scene so I discreetly, walk behind one of the

As I worked there longer I met someone who suddenly assumed we were best buds. He would constantly want to hang out at work, but he was one of those take it too far people. In this job we worked with box cutters and would play around with his like a real knife thinking it was funny. One day I had enough and this guy and he said something that just made me want to knock him out. That little cricket on my shoulder always told me don’t do it man. You need this job more than his face needs your fist and thank goodness I was able to walk away.

“Coming together is a beginning, Keeping together is a process, working together is success.” - Henry Ford. Some ways I am strong in a group include leadership and responsibility skills and being honest and straightforward. I am good at being a leader and make sure everything happens right, I do this by keeping track of time & making sure everyone understands what we are doing. I am honest and straightforward in that I will tell people if they are making a mistake or doing a problem wrong. I will also accept the fact that I am wrong sometimes, when I am wrong I try not to take the answer from somebody and I find another way to do the problem. Although I have these strengths I have weaknesses to go along with them. For instance when I try making sure everyone knows what we are doing I take charge and assign everybody a job rather than letting everybody work it out. Sometimes I am also very forceful when telling somebody they are incorrect, I could work on

As both of you probably already know I have been a VERY sick man since February of this year and into the hospital 8 times for treatment. During this time my recovery was looking optimistic and I thought that I could work again. With the spirit of trying I did no more than 5 hours work before having to be shipped off to the hospital in an ambulance again. During this time my thought process was clear, turns out it was skewed and I am still unable to work. That being said it has more been a horrifying process to come to terms with being medically disabled and unable to work at 20 years old. During these months of suffering I realize I have caused this company mass suffering with me having to divert tons of my shifts due to being unable to work them.

In my 38 years of life, I’ve had to overcome plenty of obstacles. When examining my life, especially in my younger years, it showed me life consists of an assortment of minor and major obstacles. Facing an obstacle, especially a major one, and conquering it, awards me a triumphant feeling. Furthermore, this feeling did provide me with determination, willpower, and courage to take on any future obstacles that life can throw at me (Harrington, 2012). This makes minor obstacles to become like a cake walk.

Enrolling in this class is particularly important as my communication with my five teenage children have taken a dramatic nosedive since their father and I divorced.