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Category Archives: Work
So a meth addict sings me a song
I’m very much not a voice mail type of a person. Look, if you call me and I don’t answer, don’t bother leaving a voice mail just send me an email or text me (so I can ignore you on … Continue reading
How I lost my cherry at 33k feet
Recently I had the pleasure of traveling cross country for business. It’d been a very long week. I was tired and anxious to go home and see the family, sleep in my own bed and hopefully get a little nookie … Continue reading
America’s biggest threat to productivity
On one hand businesses exist to provide goods and services to their customers. On the other hand, with the exception of non-profits, the real goal of a business is to make money. And, hopefully lots of it. At the 30,000 … Continue reading
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Expense reports, passwords and the threat of an angry wife
A few weeks ago, I was blessed (rolling my eyes) with the opportunity to represent my company on a business trip. I’ve talked previously about the joys of business travel… Exhibit A – Booking Travel Exhibit B – The Trade … Continue reading
Math. Clearly You Don’t Get That Shit.
I’m pretty sure that since the dawn of time employees have complained about being over worked – even Fred Flintstone complained about Mr. Slate. Back in the day abused workers formed unions to fight the man. And yet, employees still … Continue reading
You can lead a horse to water…
…But, you can’t make them click on a website. When you are part of a team you all need to be on the same page. Sharing of information is key. As a result, much of the world today involves collaboration. There’s … Continue reading
Find your Newsroom.
Or, Why I should go to the grocery store for more whiskey. I like TV. I like movies. And, I like reading books. I haven’t always liked books, but I do now. Once I saw my first movie in an actual … Continue reading
Doing time as a Carnie
There are so many symbols of America – Baseball, Hot Dogs, Apple Pie – just to name a few. But, when summer roles around, all across America there is one thing that stands out in my mind that just reeks … Continue reading
My Own Prison
I often wax poetically type in non-proper improper unproper bad English about how cubes are a lot like prison cells. Generally, we all know I’m joking around. After all, we get to go home most nights. But, it got me thinking. … Continue reading
Let Me Teach You How To Fish
Despite what people say, there are stupid questions. And, there are A LOT of them lately in my world it seems. Technology is supposed to make things easier. The web, in all it’s gloriousness (yes that’s a word in The … Continue reading
