hi! My name is Asia Monét Cooley. Asia like the continent and Monét like the artist- yes you are correct, and according to my father, neither of those associations played a factor in the name-making process. Thank you for coming to my FAQ Ted Talk.
I was born in a small beach town called Los Angeles, California.
I’m kidding, sort of.
I was technically born and raised in the San Fernando Valley (the ValleyGirl!), but I have come to find that the general audience don’t know specific cities in the Valley, and because it's still in LA County, I just…
They’re always so unassuming. *Joey was, at first. And if nothing had happened between us, I would still have the same assumptions, as I’m sure many people that we work with have. But alas, that did not happen. Instead, I did in fact get to know him. And to my dismay, he might have become one of the worst “Nice Guys” I dated.
I’ve been thinking a lot lately since moving to New York about the “Before” and the “After.” Before I moved before I got hired at certain places before I met certain people. And then the after…
So yes, be nice, by all means, be a nice guy, a truly nice guy— just don’t put expectations on other people and then get upset when our expectations — that other people didn’t even agree to in the first place — aren’t met by them. That’s not nice. That’s manipulation. That’s objectification. That’s misogyny…and that’s what people communicate when they seek to communicate their “niceness.”
I can't wait to share my story on this one.
I, along with the other NSA Nterns hosted another zoom webinar last night. The topic for the evening was The College Experience. I’m feeling a little nostalgic after all that talk. A lot of changes occurred during my college experience (this is just everything that happened between 2015–2019) with my stuttering journey. There were a lot of high highs and a lot of low lows. But this is the story of when it all began. This is the story of how I convinced myself I no longer stuttered.
I think that’s exactly what I did.
I’m 18, and I…
The beginning of the end, again.
You know these past two days I ran into..let’s call him Dill. I haven’t seen Dill since we were supposed to go hang out all those many many moons ago when I started my job. This was when times were simpler, and I was just figuring out how this whole New York thing was going to play out. For a minute, I thought he didn’t even work at the store anymore until we made eye contact on Monday.
I was surprised to see him. It was like I was being taken back to the…
Not to toot my own horn here, but I am quite the catch. I’m kidding, maybe. But seriously, as far as being a decent human being with fairly righteous morals and ethics, I think I’m quite fine. At the end of the day, however, I always found myself wanting to be liked. Hell, desperate even on some occasions. So when it came to pursuing men that I liked and I would either be rejected or the feeling was not reciprocated, I started to ask myself, why me?
yes I get that everyone. But that wasn’t the issue here. …
They ask me how it is when I call them back home
They ask how the city life is
They ask is it everything it is cracked up to be
They ask is it how they see it in the movies
I tell them that I’m sad
But you’re in New York!
I tell them that I’m upset
But you’re in New York!
I tell them I am alone
But you’re in New York!
I tell them streets are piled high with trash
The dogs poop where they may
So every step not soiled is a blessing in disguise
First, I heard the vibration. Next, I flipped my phone over. Then was the text I was dreading to read.
My phone fell along with my knees as they both dropped to the floor. And finally my tears. I laid there on the ground in my friend's living room crying in agony. Unable to breathe. Unable to move. The text was from my boyfriend. The message said:
“I don’t love you anymore.”
I was at my friend's house the whole day leading up to this. I needed something, someone, anything, to distract myself from the inevitable. We were having a…
Ah, the Gemini. May 21-June 20. If you know anything about horoscopes or have heard the bare minimum, Gemini’s are known for being the two-sided bitch. It’s not the most flattering stereotype to be remembered by. But to summarize the sign’s domineering aspect, we are viewed as such because you never know what side you’re gonna get.
Cafe Astrology states their duality:
The sign of Gemini is thought to be very adaptable and flexible, sometimes to the point of “being” two different personalities.
However, according to Astrology.com are dual personalities can be costly:
Shape-shifting and change feel natural for them…
Tell me you really haven’t worked a customer service job without telling me you haven’t worked a customer service job. I’ll go first:
Every one of us who has had customer-facing jobs, whether it be retail, theaters, department stores, or the food industry, all have stories about working on a holiday. To me, if you haven’t worked holidays then you really haven’t worked in customer service, not sorry.
You see, working on a holiday is some other type of beast, especially the big ones: Thanksgiving, Christmas, New Years. It really brings the worst out of people. And if you’re in…