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On The Job Training

I was commenting about work on a friend’s blog, when it occurred to me that I have been working for forty years. (And it would have been even longer except that I stretched out college for absolutely as long as my parents could stand.) Well, forty years of work life has provided me with some …

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Role Model

After I so thoroughly and lovingly complimented myself last week, I think it is only fair to acknowledge that I just perhaps – very slightly – might have a few shortcomings. For example: How I React To Criticism: Which is: Not Well. Although I recognize that I have a few faults – I do not …

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How I Almost Went To Hell

Back in the 80s, I spent about a year as the general manager of a Cable TV system.  It was a small system in a little Connecticut town, but it was owned by one of the big giant cable operators. I’m sure you know the one, because they are The One. I had been a …

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Rank And File

I have stunning powers of concentration. When I am engrossed in a book (or in my work, even though I much prefer a book), the entire world vanishes. You can walk into my office and when you start to speak, you have to scrape me off the ceiling. I once had a ecology-minded job where …

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Spam-a-lot

I try not to remember George W. Bush. But I do remember that he liked to call himself “The Decider.” I have my own “Decider”.  It’s my spam filter. I’m not talking about my Blog spam filter.  That filter has yet to make a mistake.  Why just today, it blocked: “This is pointless, why am …

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Calendar Girl

It’s December.  That means it’s time to shop for a new calendar. The calendars above are my work calendars from the last four years. You may have noticed that there are six calendars.  In four years. I am incredibly picky when it comes to calendars.  If I buy one and it doesn’t work out, I …

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A Little Lesson in Humility

As I moved up the ladder at my big corporate job… …oh, that reminds me of an old admonition: “As you climb the ladder of success Don’t let the boys look up your dress.” Let me start again: As I moved up the ladder at my big corporate job, I got to partake in some …

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Not Quite Instant Karma

When I was eleven, I stole an idea. It was 1962, and I was hospitalized briefly for a minor problem. Not being really sick, I was very happy to be in the hospital, where I could get all kinds of attention and sympathy. I was enjoying myself tremendously. The girl in the next bed had …

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Not My Dream Job

As I wrote in my last post, for a very long time (too long to call it a childhood fantasy) I wanted to be on TV. Well, it sort of turned out that way.  I worked for TV. Though not as an actress playing the heroine. I was in Finance. But although I was preparing …

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Dream Job

I’m proud to be First Generation.  The first generation to grow up with TV. My parents got their first television in 1951, the year I was born. They had the first TV in the family; the first TV in the neighborhood. They told me stories about everyone coming over on Friday night to watch Boxing. …

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