Meeting Scheduling. It used to be easy and quick, especially if there’s an automated system involved. But it has become the bane of my existence. It seems that lately the people I’m scheduling meetings with have needed to reschedule. Sometimes more than once. And the back-and-forth emails to try and find a common date fill multiple pages of my inbox. I’m not sure people understand this, but when someone asks to reschedule a meeting the message they I receive is that I am less important, less valuable, or less respected than some other opportunity that has just come up. I’m sure it’s unintentional, but it is an ethics issue for me. It’s a lack of respect and integrity. And it’s frustrating as hell. If →
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You know, as I sit here writing this article I’m finding myself a bit conflicted. ‘Tis the season, and one part of me thinks I should be writing about being grateful for all that I have. I am grateful. I am free to write what I want, go where I want, say what I want, believe what I want. I am lucky to be alive and I have a nice life in spite of all the crazy circumstances that the Universe throws at us mortals. But another part of me is watching this world self destruct little by little, or maybe the destruction is not so little any more. A congressman was just convicted for federal tax evasion and still →
It happened again today. Someone came to my door to do a little maintenance work, and his truck was parked in front of the fire hydrant. I had to politely ask him to move his truck. Luckily, this gentleman didn’t get rude or nasty. He just turned around, looked at his truck, saw it was directly in front of the hydrant and moved it. I’m not usually so lucky. The normal reaction from visitors and neighbors of my little community is one of hateful, ugly name calling and verbal abuse. How DARE I insist that people move their vehicles away from the fire hydrant? Nothing’s going to happen anyway…. Well friends, if we believe this why do we pay for →