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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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Hang Up.

Just about everyone gets a bad boss sooner or later. At my age, I’ve been through several.  My motto has always been, “Just Outlast the Bastard.” For the most part, that mantra has worked pretty well.  Executives seem to either rise in the organization or leave.  So I just hang on till the obnoxious boss …

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