These pictures are from when my sister came to Korea. We wandered around Seoul and did the tourist thing for the entire day. Click the pictures.
These pictures are from when my sister came to Korea. We wandered around Seoul and did the tourist thing for the entire day. Click the pictures.
Two days before I left for Korea, my dad and I found ourselves near our old neighborhood. We came up with the idea of driving by our old house. from there, I suggested we drive by my old elementary school. Then another school and another school. I took pictures of all of them (or what’s left of them).
My sister’s graduation from the University of Michigan was this past Sunday in Ann Arbor, Michigan. Today I’m posting their fight song that they sang at the end of graduation.
University of Michigan Fight Song during Winter Graduation from Jermil on Vimeo.
Back when I used to be a mail carrier for the United States Post Office, tons of the most insane things happened. I’ll post one of the weirdest stories Friday. Today, I’ll talk about why I was delivering mail in the first place.
After I graduated from college, I got a job offer from a company in Virginia. It seemed great and I was all for it. But, for various reasons, I had to wait a little while before I could actually start working. During this time, I was sitting at my parents’ house in Michigan while those things got sorted out. I was bored and did nothing all day.
My dad was retired and he kinda wanted another job. He was thinking about applying for the “casual carrier” position for the Detroit post office. What casual carriers do is fill in at a particular post office wherever they’re needed. They do a lot but the position is only temporary. A casual carrier works 90 day cycles and can only do 2 of those cycles per year. The goal is to do so well that you’ll become a real mail carrier.
My dad had applied and really wanted to do it. Since I was sitting around the house, he suggested that I apply too. I told him I shouldn’t because I’d end up taking his job. I also didn’t want to drag sacks of mail around. He said “hogwash”. I applied.
I got a call not too long afterwards that said I can come down to the main post office in downtown Detroit. My dad was a bit upset that I got the interview and didn’t even want it. But I think he was more upset that they didn’t give him that same call.
The interview was an information session where they gave all of the rules of being a postal carrier. They made me fill out a fat application packet where I had to give background information and such. They also gave me a date to meet up with a driving instructor so they could make sure I was able to drive with the steering wheel on the right side.
I went through the process a little too smoothly and ended up getting the job. The job was a lot of hard work, a lot of walking, and a lot of fun. I met some interesting people in the post office that I didn’t keep in touch with. I also met a lot of people while I was delivering mail that I couldn’t get away from fast enough. Friday’s story will be about one of those people.
My sister is following in the footsteps of her evil genius brother. She’s starting a blog.
The plan is for her to document her summer interning in California. She hasn’t left yet so she’ll probably be blogging about random things until then.
If she’s anything like me, it’ll start out rough and confusing at first but it’ll get better as she gets into the groove of writing on the internet. But knowing her, she’ll do way better than I did from the very beginning and start teaching me things about blogging.
Check it out here.
http://www.jasminesadler.com/blog