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Nix Winter
jewlsthelucky@gmail.com
Objective 
To find a place on a team working with closed habitat systems or space exploration
Profile 
Historian and sociologist, linguist, experience with hydroponics
Skills Summary 

  • Army Veteran
  • APFT Score 265
  • Certified personal trainer
  • French
  • Japanese 
  • Latin 
  • Arabic
  • Python
  • Hydroponics
  • Electrical systems Engineer

Professional Experience 
Writing: Freelance writer 
  • Created many written works, in various genres to reach different target audiences
  • Met deadlines, brainstormed new projects, worked well with other collaborators
  • In Amazon's top 100 several times, ARE Finalist, P&E top ten cover artist
Customer Service: Act Theatre Subscription Consultant
  • Reached out to subscribers to invite them back to the theater
  • Match subscriber's pace, synchronized with their goals to provide them the best experience
Cellular Communications: Customer and Financial service, technical support
  • Resolved customer concerns via inbound and outbound calls and email, created peer level training events, resolved escalated customer concerns
  • Trained in negotiation, de-escalation techniques, clear enunciation, understanding dialect, and active listening
Employment History 

1995-Present
2009- 2010
2003-2008
2002-2003
Freelance Writer, self 
Act Theatre Subscription Consultant, Act Theatre
Customer Service Representative, Verizon Wireless
Medical Aide, Lassen House
world wide
Seattle, WA
Bellevue, WA
Red Bluff, CA

Education 

2010
                      American Public University System
                       American Military University, Charles Town, WV
       Sociology Major
                                      
1985-
1999
                     Shasta College
                      Redding, CA
      Journalism, art, sociology



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