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This is the 1,000th confession to be published on Confessions of the Professions. Of course, I could not have done it by myself. It was done with the help of many contributors, who have made this website what it is and made it very possible for that to happen.
Confessions of the Professions began as a website dedicated to understanding humans in the workplace, in jobs, and in their careers. When you come home from a bad day at work and just need to vent to someone or when something great happens at work and you want to tell the world about it, we want to be the place you come to share your news with the world. While it has since evolved to include people and companies sharing knowledge about what they do, their research, their stories, their successes, and failures, it holds something for everyone.
Confessions of the Professions was, is, and remains my hobby, my project, my special baby. It is not my full-time or part-time job. It is something I do in my spare and non-spare time.
The idea of people working fascinates me. The idea of why people go to work, strive to do better, or simply accept their positions in low- or high-paying jobs is something to be explored. The passion, drive, and motivation that gets people to acquire jobs and careers, and keep those jobs is fascinating. While money is certainly a motivating factor for a great majority of people, there are plenty of others who would do their jobs for free, and that is fascinating to me. The ongoing project of Confessions of the Professions is to understand humans in the workplace.
It never occurred to me that Confessions of the Professions would make it this far, as I remember the first few early confessions, which were mostly written by me and solicited from others to tell their stories, and from past stories people have told me, that I could remember and wrote down, and submit them to Confessions of the Professions, to share their stories with you.
Almost every time I felt Confessions of the Professions was not going anywhere, that it would not be read by more than the few people I shared a link with, it began to grow on its own, with its biggest fan being Google, who had begun to index it since day one, and never stopped visiting, always figuring out how to categorize the pages into its own virtual libraries and computers.
When I felt that I had nothing to share and nothing to contribute any longer, and Confessions of the Professions was doomed to become a posted article here and there with no real incentive to continue, there were always companies and people who believed in the mission of Confessions of the Professions and emailed me asking if I were interested in publishing their infographic, article, ebook, or confession. When I began to run out of ideas, there were people who emailed me with suggestions and ideas to keep Confessions of the Professions going.
I became more of the moderator, the manager, the overseer of Confessions of the Professions, rather than the owner. It was the goal I always had in mind: How could a website about professions belong to one person? I could never know every job or what it is like to work every job. I lack the sense of even knowing where to begin or how to write an article on an assortment of different topics pertaining to different jobs.
I had made the decision to never filter out articles, bleep out curse words, block sexuality, nor prevent them from being published, though there were some requirements for article submissions, which were put in place to help the contributors and Confessions of the Professions.
Instead of belonging solely to me, Confessions of the Professions belonged to the Internet, to the world, to the people, to the working man and woman, to the employed and unemployed, to those happy in their jobs, to those who hate their jobs, and to all those who have a story to tell about anything and everything.
Confessions of the Professions is far from over and it feels as if we have so much more to do, with so many occupations to explore, multiple topics to cover, and so many people’s lives to peer into, so many jobs with different tasks to know, so many co-workers, and bosses to hear about, and many more people and companies to share their confessions, their strategies, and their goals and opportunities.
Confessions of the Professions will continue to exist for as long as you want it to exist. It is the readers, the fans, the ones who share it with their friends, family, co-workers, and social media networks that keep it going. It especially belongs to those contributors who love this website as much as I do.
The passion lies in the confessions of the professions. Without a story to tell, nothing would be written. Without a reader, nothing would be read. Without people telling their story, nothing would be interesting. We all have our stories and our confessions, whether we keep it to ourselves or share, the story is ours to know, and it is our mission to help make the place where we spend the majority of our lives an easier place to be and to work. Why not share your story? Why not confess something you know about from observation or experience? Make Your Confession Today.
We appreciate your support and look forward to seeing you for 1,001, 2,000, 3,000, 4,000, 5,000, and even 10,000 or 50,000 confessions. Everyone has a story to tell, we would love to share yours!