I neglected this website at least 14 times longer than Casey Anthony neglected her missing child, but I promise, I still love it and I’m going to prove it! So what in the hell is going on? Well, I’m not going to try and fill the gap since I played 100 holes of golf, instead I’m going to settle with this probably being a half assed post, but hopefully one that gets me back into the swing of things. For the record, I no longer work in the bowels of the SDC folding towels and putting football spandies into cubbies.
Speaking of the trial that gave my generation its own “OJ” moment to gawk at (and trust me I did), I got much more out of that than a whirlwind of emotion from the aquittal. Growing up and even now, I admired athletes. How I judge them now goes way beyond how they actually perform, but instead I focus on interviews, humility, and all that corny stuff. In my MBA program I was exposed to endless case studies that all dealt with male CEO’s and the Barney Big Balls of the world, but this trial finally gave me an “I am woman hear me roar,” type of business woman to admire. Linda Drane-Burdick rocks for reasons beyond her cool glasses and power suits. The lady can captivate an audience, she has to bounce back from defeat, she has gained the utmost respect from her peers, and speaks loudly and eloquently of her beliefs. I don’t have any desire to be a lawyer nor am I here to express my feelings about capital punishment (partly because I still don’t know what they are)…but LDB is exactly what I think many females in the business world, or those in other volitile industries, need to see. I’ve drafted a letter to her endless times and a Post-It Note with Orlando’s Court address stares me in the face everyday at work, and once I figure out exactly what to say I’m sending it. Wahoo!
Oooo, good transition…Post It Notes. I shouldn’t even get started. I took Entreprenuership my first year at MTU (God bless that place) and we could get extra credit if we went and listened to Arthur Fry speak. It was my first semester at Tech, I was forced into study tables anyway, and extra credit to listen to a guy talk about his million dollar accident didn’t sound too bad. Looking back, had I known that his accident would organize my career life…I would have shaken his hand, hugged him, and told him thank you as well. I have PINs everywhere, and I mean everywhere. On my hutch, on my monitors, on my stacks of paper…and the weird, but I think cool part – is I’ve been stacking them everytime I finish something. I’ve taken some shit for being a “hoarder” but when I can bust through a 30 or 60 page document of legislation or policy, I take great joy in stacking that PIN. Yesterday I was challenged for my “weird” act, so at lunch I counted them…it was 195 stacked PINs. I don’t plan on counting again. And while you are probably reading this thinking WTF, if you are STILL reading this, chances are your birthday, address, reminder to call, or something like that has been on a PIN. Oh yeah, this fact might be worth the price (your time) of barrelling through this post. If you “hate” PINs because they curl at the bottom, it’s because you take them off the stack wrong. Tear left to right, rather than up and down…and they flat like Shaun T’s abs.
I finally gave into the social media world (again) and joined the land of Twitter…which is actually a very big challenge for me. I love run on sentences, comma splices, and let’s be real – you know damn well I’m just long winded. Summing whatever it is up in 140 characters, oooof, brain drain really, but I like it. Tomorrow is #ff so hit up MariaKasza…pretty original I know, but some barbeque sauce stole my real name (Sweet Baby Ray).
Basketball has created a monster! I’m too early for meetings. I’ve gotten to the point where I get so anxious if I’m not in the room I just start doing laps, I take part in “water cooler talks,” pretend like I’m refilling my coffee cup, and then awkwardly wait by the copier to see when others shuffle past – and then I can go find my seat. No matter how many times I tell myself that it takes me literally 30 seconds to get from my office to any conference room I’d be going to, I still find myself packing up with 15 minutes to go. Packing up consists of 1. Windows+L 2. Grab favorite pen 3. Grab notebook.
Welp, that’s a wrap. I’m very excited because I didn’t think I’d get something worth posting and I already have a thought for my next post. So, 2 thumbs up. As always, hollerattahusky if you see one in the streets!
