On the evening of December 6, 2014, Jessica Chambers was found walking away from her burning vehicle, 98% of her body covered with burns, horrifically lit on fire by a still unknown assailant. As a father myself, I couldn’t begin to imagine what her father, Ben Chambers, is going through. He understandably expressed his desire… Read more »

    Ah, that most dreaded of employment rites of passage, the in-house drug screen, that wonderful time when employers and future employees who barely know each other are forced through the distasteful process of getting to know each other more than they ever wanted to… EVER… (can anyone say TMI??) Most staffing agencies conduct… Read more »

I’ve never considered myself a runner. Quite the opposite, in fact. Although I enjoy several sports, all my life I’ve literally ‘ran away’ from any sport or activity that required continuous exertion, on account of the agonizingly dreadful burning in the chest that happens when the ‘out of shape’ do what seemingly just isn’t natural…. Read more »

  Imagine being out of work for a few months. The wolf isn’t just at the door, he’s in the living room biting pieces out of your couch, peeing on the carpet, and scaring your kids. You’ve applied to so many places online you’re afraid either the Feds will start investigating you for spamming or… Read more »

  What originally began during the Great Depression as a New Deal program designed to be a temporary safety net for unemployed Americans has become an American institution and a powerful political tool wielded by politicians from both parties eager to please their constituencies, but not the least bit concerned about the business owners who… Read more »

  The other day I had a conversation with my boss, Marty, the co-owner of the company, about the current labor market. As usual, no matter the overall economic situation, we seem to struggle to find good, qualified, willing people to fill our job orders. It’s a perplexing and frustrating problem. During our conversation, Marty… Read more »

  My eight year-old son and I were doing some landscaping in our yard one day when he paused, looked up at me through squinted, sweat-soaked eyes and said, “Dad, wouldn’t it be great if we never had to work?” To be honest, I can’t say I’ve never had the same thoughts, on occasion, especially… Read more »