I was not a coffee person, not as a teenager, not as a young adult, or as an adult. That was until I started to work in corporate America and then, boy oh boy, did I drink coffee.
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Corporate Bundles of Joy
Recently, a friend and I went to a bar where another friend, Traci, is a bartender. She just started a new day job and told us how her company sends her to HR (Human Resource) classes, has her watch videos, and basically she finds it very hard to stay engaged.
Reminded me of my first days at AT&T, back in the eighties.
Ex-Wife's Last Call (and it wasn't in a bar)
Anyone who has read my blog knows I write about my ex-wife, Arlene, a good deal of the time. Now, before you think this is some angry ex-husband rant, you’d be wrong.
And Now, The End is Near...
It rained my first day – not just rain, but a deluge and, because I was young an ill prepared, walked through the aisles, silently introducing myself, soaked to the skin. Not exactly an auspicious beginning to a thirty-five-year career; a career that ends today.
Be Selfish for the New Year
It’s my resolution and I’m standing by it