Kick Me

So, at my former workplace, That VP had included me in on a plan for growth once there was some top-executive re-structuring. We were all waiting for the top CEO, a useless, dense - yet somehow complex -  windbag I'll call Race Car Willie.
Rumor mills report of major change: Race Car Willie has burned his pistons, anew CEO was in town, three VPs were exited out of the building and That VP's job just doubled.
The dream plan the move we were pining away for, sans me.  I know this is over-reacting, but I equate it to after a divorce, you've both moved on, but then you learn that your ex is getting married and moving on with another family. ouch! Rip my heart out again, would you?!? I still hate you, and I'd N-E-V-E-R work there again (like you'd even ask, duh)  but, still.

The Good Ones Have Big Signs and Open Before 8:00 am

I think that I am a good garage sale patron. I am. I bring loose change. I greet you and smile. I chat if you are chatting me up. I dismiss a remote inner-voice that says that I am poor because I am shopping in a stranger's garage, lawn, or storage shed. Due to the green movement, reusing is trendy! And Handsome Dude's toys are affordable! Gotta go, it's Thursday and the best ones start on Thursdays!

"So, How's Work?"

Family Reunions can suck. The only other place that you will find such a cross-section of characters that you are somehow involved with is at a workplace. That's ironic - considering this is the one place I will attend where I am most likely have to explain things. Here, you'll get my honesty. There, they'll get a coded, "I lost my job". It's those darn uncles and nosey 2nd cousins who pry for more details. Family Reunions always end. This is doable.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, Your Speaker Today is..."

I was to fly to a distant city and give a big lecture and represent our organization on this date. Well, by now they must have figured out that I'm not coming, and, frankly, that Moxie of the 'Do-Good-Company-That Does-Mediocre' will not be speaking to hundreds today on "How You, Too, Can Do Good".

Take a Little Time to Enjoy the View

Regis is really old. Drew Carey is a yo-yo dieter. Springer and that other chair-throwing show scare me about America's future. The View? I am not enjoying it.
I turn the t.v.on in the morning for news, and keep it on because turning it off is so lonely. Me no likey. I need a schedule. (and I need to understand what is happening on the Bold and the Beautiful). Let's see here, if I were to design a television show...

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