I'm gearing up for a marathon of travel for work. I approach this journey with both excitement and trepidation. I have never been gone for this long of a stretch before. Right now I am anticipating being gone 7 +/- weeks straight. I sit and think of my small apartment , my two crazy kitties and my friends and family, I realize Im going to miss all of it.
It is funny how easily you can take something for granted. Sometimes, in the evenings I would find myself feeling guilty for being too tired to go by and visit Nana, or for not being in a talking mood and not want to talk on the phone to my Mom. Now here it is, I will be gone and the phone will be the life line and I realize now how fortunate I am to be able to go visit when I want to.
Please dont think I am not appreciative. I enjoy my job and welcome the travel. This job has provided me the opportunity to see places I never thought Id get to see. Ive made friends from all over the country and I truly feel blessed.
The travel kicks off next week, but it is only in Tampa, Florida. From Florida I will be going to Seattle, Washington for a week, then to Salem, Oregon for another week. From Oregon, it is looking like it may be Tucson, Arizona. From Arizona I will go back to Tampa, Florida and from Florida I will travel to Puerto Rico, finishing up in Tampa, Florida. Oy vey.
My summer will be cholk full of fun. I couldn't ask for a better group of people to travel with. The major travel events begin with Seattle, and Im very glad of that. The client Im going to visit in Seattle is one of our premier accounts. On both a personal and professional level they are very important to me. We have been through a lot over the past several years. They are one of the most dedicated clients I have ever had the priviledge of working with. Over time Ive grown to consider them not just clients, but friends.
Some people may find that having a personal friendship with a client is not advantageous. I beg to differ. I find it to be very rewarding. We work exceedingly hard for them, as they do for us.
Id be so lucky to have all clients be like Seattle.
Tuesday, May 15, 2007
Thursday, April 26, 2007
V8 vs Kitty
So I'm working from home the other day. I pour myself v8 juice into a large coffee cup. I place the cup on the floor by the couch.
I have two cats. One good one. One bad one. One is black. One is white. Much like the wild, wild west, black hats told of bad guys...apparently the same is true in felines. --At least mine.
So the juice is sitting there. The black cat comes up. Attempts to stick his head into the cup. Doesn't fit. So the cat sits up on his hind legs, and curiously sized the situation. He then proceeds to take his paw and dip it in the juice and lick the juice off his paw. He then continued to double dip and go for more. I felt obligated to either make him a drink, or get him a straw.
I was pretty impressed. Then again I'm easily amused.
I have two cats. One good one. One bad one. One is black. One is white. Much like the wild, wild west, black hats told of bad guys...apparently the same is true in felines. --At least mine.
So the juice is sitting there. The black cat comes up. Attempts to stick his head into the cup. Doesn't fit. So the cat sits up on his hind legs, and curiously sized the situation. He then proceeds to take his paw and dip it in the juice and lick the juice off his paw. He then continued to double dip and go for more. I felt obligated to either make him a drink, or get him a straw.
I was pretty impressed. Then again I'm easily amused.
Sunday, April 22, 2007
Tagged
A - Available or Single? Available
B - Best Friend. Kelli
C - Cake or Pie. How about Cobbler.
D - Drink of Choice. Sprite or green tea
E - Essential Item. The internet.
F - Favorite Color. Black or Plum
G - Gummi Bears or Worms. Worms.
H - Hometown. Gainesville
I - Indulgence. Sleep! and pedicures!
J - January or February. July. I vote for July.
K - Kids. I have none, but I live vicariously through others.
L - Life is incomplete without… adventure.
M - Marriage Date. TBD
N - Number of Siblings? step bro in Florida
O - Oranges or Apples? Oranges.
P - Phobias/Fears. Spiders, Monkeys and Clowns
Q - Favorite Quote: TS Eliot Burnt Norton:
Time present and time past
Are both perhaps present in time future,
And time future contained in time past.
If all time is eternally present
All time is unredeemable.
What might have been is an abstraction
Remaining a perpetual possibility
Only in a world of speculation.
What might have been and what has been
Point to one end, which is always present.
Footfalls echo in the memory
Down the passage which we did not take
Towards the door we never opened
Into the rose-garden.
My words echo
Thus, in your mind.
R - Reasons to smile. Because Im alive
S - Season. Fall
T - Tag Three. Ill pass. Too new at this.
U - Unknown Fact About Me. Im left handed ?
V - Vegetarian or Oppressor of Animals. Mmm animals.
W - Worst Habit. Being overly analytical
X - X-rays or Ultrasounds. Ultrsounds
Y- Your Favorite Foods. Grilled chicken or lomein
Z - Zodiac. Cancer / Gemini ( Im on the cusp)
B - Best Friend. Kelli
C - Cake or Pie. How about Cobbler.
D - Drink of Choice. Sprite or green tea
E - Essential Item. The internet.
F - Favorite Color. Black or Plum
G - Gummi Bears or Worms. Worms.
H - Hometown. Gainesville
I - Indulgence. Sleep! and pedicures!
J - January or February. July. I vote for July.
K - Kids. I have none, but I live vicariously through others.
L - Life is incomplete without… adventure.
M - Marriage Date. TBD
N - Number of Siblings? step bro in Florida
O - Oranges or Apples? Oranges.
P - Phobias/Fears. Spiders, Monkeys and Clowns
Q - Favorite Quote: TS Eliot Burnt Norton:
Time present and time past
Are both perhaps present in time future,
And time future contained in time past.
If all time is eternally present
All time is unredeemable.
What might have been is an abstraction
Remaining a perpetual possibility
Only in a world of speculation.
What might have been and what has been
Point to one end, which is always present.
Footfalls echo in the memory
Down the passage which we did not take
Towards the door we never opened
Into the rose-garden.
My words echo
Thus, in your mind.
R - Reasons to smile. Because Im alive
S - Season. Fall
T - Tag Three. Ill pass. Too new at this.
U - Unknown Fact About Me. Im left handed ?
V - Vegetarian or Oppressor of Animals. Mmm animals.
W - Worst Habit. Being overly analytical
X - X-rays or Ultrasounds. Ultrsounds
Y- Your Favorite Foods. Grilled chicken or lomein
Z - Zodiac. Cancer / Gemini ( Im on the cusp)
Savior of spilled purses
The past few weeks have been busy and there have been a lot of dinner parties and evening events to keep me on the go. One evening event left me with an embarrassing story, which I may be blowing out of proportion, but I still cringe when I think about it.
A client dropped her purse under a table, and could not reach all the contents of it. For some unknown reason --- ( idiocracy, I presume) I was overtaken by this urge to help -- to save the lip gloss and other random objects from their dark dungeon on the restaurant floor. So as I crawled ever so delicately under the table ( in a skirt-- hence the embarrassment ) to retrieve the said items, it was discovered those were not her items , but those of some other poor victim of the purse drop phenomenon.
Mind you, my "cash and prizes" were fully covered, but I did look like an idiot under the table trying to retrieve some long lost item. To make a bad situation even worse, coworkers viewed it as a photo opportunity. Great. Grats all.
I heard comments such as "She does this at all the parties" and " She goes the extra mile for her clients" -- Funny, but embarrassing.
On the upside, the floor was surprisingly clean. Except for a random crouton and some one else's lip gloss, all was good.
Although, my incident was not as embarrassing as my friend Marcus'. Marcus had just picked up lunch for himself and his girlfriend, and was walking out of the restaurant when a homeless man inquired whether he could spare some change. Marcus reached into his pocket and gave him a few dollars, then turned around to leave. During this time Marcus did not notice the homeless man had a dog. Marcus ends up tripping over the leash and falling spilling the food all over himself and some unknown woman who was sitting outside enjoying her lunch.
Marcus described the scene as "violent food carnage" that could only be made worse by the fact that both her sandals and jeans were beaded, and the broccoli and cheese soup clung to the bead work as if they were long lost lovers.
Marcus further described his attempt to clean the woman's jeans and shoes as "pathetic" and "futile" He even went so far as to ask the restaurant for a water hose. The homeless man even laughed and chimed in "how embarrassing for you".
So here you have a tale of two idiots. Watch for us in a town near you.
A client dropped her purse under a table, and could not reach all the contents of it. For some unknown reason --- ( idiocracy, I presume) I was overtaken by this urge to help -- to save the lip gloss and other random objects from their dark dungeon on the restaurant floor. So as I crawled ever so delicately under the table ( in a skirt-- hence the embarrassment ) to retrieve the said items, it was discovered those were not her items , but those of some other poor victim of the purse drop phenomenon.
Mind you, my "cash and prizes" were fully covered, but I did look like an idiot under the table trying to retrieve some long lost item. To make a bad situation even worse, coworkers viewed it as a photo opportunity. Great. Grats all.
I heard comments such as "She does this at all the parties" and " She goes the extra mile for her clients" -- Funny, but embarrassing.
On the upside, the floor was surprisingly clean. Except for a random crouton and some one else's lip gloss, all was good.
Although, my incident was not as embarrassing as my friend Marcus'. Marcus had just picked up lunch for himself and his girlfriend, and was walking out of the restaurant when a homeless man inquired whether he could spare some change. Marcus reached into his pocket and gave him a few dollars, then turned around to leave. During this time Marcus did not notice the homeless man had a dog. Marcus ends up tripping over the leash and falling spilling the food all over himself and some unknown woman who was sitting outside enjoying her lunch.
Marcus described the scene as "violent food carnage" that could only be made worse by the fact that both her sandals and jeans were beaded, and the broccoli and cheese soup clung to the bead work as if they were long lost lovers.
Marcus further described his attempt to clean the woman's jeans and shoes as "pathetic" and "futile" He even went so far as to ask the restaurant for a water hose. The homeless man even laughed and chimed in "how embarrassing for you".
So here you have a tale of two idiots. Watch for us in a town near you.
Beginnings
So I have a dear friend that wanted me to start a blog. I'm not quite sure why, but I have agreed. Perhaps it is because she feels others should suffer with my incessant ramblings and neurosis. Here goes....
The past few weeks have been quite busy. There have been a lot of late nights and weekends to keep us all busy. All of this work was primarily for the impending release of a new version of our flagship product. ( which will not be named) We hosted a group of clients at our facility to preview this new product. Overall, I think it went very well.
It was very good to get the clients together to brainstorm and work together. Business relationships were created and new friendships formed.
The past few weeks have been quite busy. There have been a lot of late nights and weekends to keep us all busy. All of this work was primarily for the impending release of a new version of our flagship product. ( which will not be named) We hosted a group of clients at our facility to preview this new product. Overall, I think it went very well.
It was very good to get the clients together to brainstorm and work together. Business relationships were created and new friendships formed.