My work experience

Apparently, my energy increases in spring. So, in April next year, I started working as a courier. Background: final year of university, thesis not even started, and my relationship with my then-girlfriend deteriorated beyond repair. I decided to put my energy into some work again. I was actively using the hh website, so I think I found the new organization through this site. Courier I think I took this position because it seemed simple to me. I just had to walk to organizations and deliver documents for signing...

Seven – A Lucky Number Having recovered from the blows of fate that caused me significant damage, I decided to continue my work activity and somehow learned about the existence of the company SEVEN. These guys were engaged in finding promoters for various projects. Something like a promoter exchange. I remember they were located on Solzhenitsyn Street in Moscow. How did I find out about them? I don't remember. Maybe some advertisement. When I came to their office, a young girl somehow vividly assigned me to one project...

For almost a year, I was aimlessly drifting. A severe trauma from dealing with a girl and the OP-team didn't allow me to engage in work. Only by autumn did I feel my strength returning to me. I was starting a relationship with a new girl who lived abroad, which encouraged me. Also, the desire to see her led me to decide to earn some money. Wholesale and Retail Calls I started moving towards call centers. For some reason, this seemed to me an easy and relaxed profession: you sit in an office and just make or receive calls...

Plunging into the depths of my memories, I discovered a lost work somewhere between my studies at the historical and art and graphic faculties. I can't even name that profession exactly - it got lost in a bottomless pile of memories. The information about her came to me from one of my fellow students, with whom we were studying together on the same stream at that time. Moscow City I was very surprised by the location of the office - in one of the sparkling glass towers of Moscow City, the heart of the business life of the capital...

After a carefree summer as a postman, I began to study the mysteries of the second year with some calmness. Autumn brought order and rhythm to my life, and I gradually found stability in the world of academic learning. However, soon, like an unexpected whirlwind, the cause of my future anxiety and at the same time delight burst into my life - a girl. Her name was Alina (name changed). Disagreements about the future As you may have already noticed, in my life drama, it was the fair sex that often acted as antagonists...

I'm pulling a cart loaded with newspapers behind me. I'm delivering mail around my neighborhood. How did I find myself in this situation? It's simple - I got a new job. My farewell with my boss at my old job was not particularly warm. I came to the office to pick up my documents, she had to sign the routing sheet. I told her in good faith that I had already found a new part-time job, and in response, I got a cold: "Why do I need this information?" I was taken aback and didn't know what to say. New place of work This amusing story with my office job somehow became known to my acquaintances...