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apple_pathwaysONE WEEK LEFT OF CLASSES! Boo yah. That's right, I said BOO YAH!
I have one more paper to write, for my Complex Organizations class. (That's right, the class I hate with the professor who's a dick.) I am going to write my paper on the concept of "emotional labor" in child care facilities and how it ties in to the fact that child care workers are some of the most over-stressed and underpaid workers in the country. One of the best articles I've come across so far details the "prisoner of love" theory which postulates about why child care workers are so poorly paid: that companies exploit the intrinsic caring motives of their employees in order to pay them less.
This is a subject close to my heart, as I've spent my life working with children, and am consequently poor as a result. I've done a lot of different jobs with kids, but I've worked for two different daycares: one was a YMCA daycare, which really was a pleasant experience: the YMCA is a not-for-profit organization, and that ethos of "human benefit over profit" really did a lot to foster a positive attitude for workers and children alike. The other daycare was a massive franchise that sucked out my soul and spit it back to me at the end of every day. So yes: this is a topic close to my heart.
In other news,
I apologize for the emo tone of yesterday's meme entry; I apologize if it made anyone uncomfortable. Today's topic:
Day Seven: Four things you want in a romantic partner.
See: "Day Three: Eight Ways to Win Your Heart."
Day Eight: Three of your favorite possessions.
*My computer
*My iPod
*My "Complete Illustrated Sherlock Holmes" collection. Or my "Complete Illustrated Jane Austen". Or...well, let's just say my entire book collection, which consists of about four bookshelves and encompasses every floor of my parent's house.
I have one more paper to write, for my Complex Organizations class. (That's right, the class I hate with the professor who's a dick.) I am going to write my paper on the concept of "emotional labor" in child care facilities and how it ties in to the fact that child care workers are some of the most over-stressed and underpaid workers in the country. One of the best articles I've come across so far details the "prisoner of love" theory which postulates about why child care workers are so poorly paid: that companies exploit the intrinsic caring motives of their employees in order to pay them less.
This is a subject close to my heart, as I've spent my life working with children, and am consequently poor as a result. I've done a lot of different jobs with kids, but I've worked for two different daycares: one was a YMCA daycare, which really was a pleasant experience: the YMCA is a not-for-profit organization, and that ethos of "human benefit over profit" really did a lot to foster a positive attitude for workers and children alike. The other daycare was a massive franchise that sucked out my soul and spit it back to me at the end of every day. So yes: this is a topic close to my heart.
In other news,
I apologize for the emo tone of yesterday's meme entry; I apologize if it made anyone uncomfortable. Today's topic:
See: "Day Three: Eight Ways to Win Your Heart."
Day Eight: Three of your favorite possessions.
*My computer
*My iPod
*My "Complete Illustrated Sherlock Holmes" collection. Or my "Complete Illustrated Jane Austen". Or...well, let's just say my entire book collection, which consists of about four bookshelves and encompasses every floor of my parent's house.
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Date: 2010-12-09 05:19 am (UTC)Hurray for only having a week left! I'm so ready for this semester to be over.
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Date: 2010-12-09 05:32 am (UTC)Thanks for saying my papers sound interesting...if only they were interesting in execution! I don't think my professor even read the entirety of my Sex and the Internet paper--other people got comments on individual pages, and I just got a grade and a note at the end! (Ok, so I went 8 pages over the requirement--what of it?!?)