Lost in the Flood
In the future, when bad weather is forecast, and you are bombarded with news flashes to ‘stay off the road’ or ‘emergency vehicles only’, but you think, ‘it’s not too bad, I can go out’ do me a favor: don’t.
The Place Where the Customer Is Probably Never Right
During this holiday season, you think people who work in retail stores would be sure the customer was satisfied with their purchases, in hope for a return visit.
You may think that, but you’d be wrong.
A Christmas Carol II: Ebenezer's Revenge
Scrooge was better than his word …
Reinventing Christmas
Re-Post from an earlier blog:
When I first was separated from my ex-wife, Arlene, my three kids were all under 10 years old. When Christmas came around that year I knew it was going to be hard — maybe not so much for the kids, but for me (selfish).
Taller Than Hitler: My first interview
Everything from my ex-wife, messy house, and a certain German dictator were discussed
Scooter For Sale, Inquire Within
My sister, Diane, is the strongest person I have ever known.
This Experience With A Psychic Sent Shivers Down My Spine
I love psychics (but you knew that).
Dealing the Good Stuff
If you heard this one side of my cell phone conversation, what would you think?
"Hello, yeah, is he gone?"
(muffled reply)
"What? You said he'd be gone by 5:45. I'm not just going to keep driving around waiting for him to leave."
Am I The Solution, or Am I The Problem?
I have a question.
A Long Overdue Salute to the Colonel
Author’s Note: What follows is my memory, it may be right, it may be wrong, but it’s mine. In addition, I may not use names for two reasons:
One – to protects someone’s anonymity.
Two – I just don’t remember their names.
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.
The Next Voice You Hear
Spent the last week of July this year down in Belmar, New Jersey in the bottom half of my ex-sister-in-law’s two family house. Its a great house, equidistant between the beach and the center-of-town. However, my favorite thing to do is, at the end of the day, after the sun goes, is plant myself on the front section of her wrap around porch.