Showing posts with label What Would You Do If I Sang Out of Tune. Show all posts
Showing posts with label What Would You Do If I Sang Out of Tune. Show all posts

Tuesday, December 1, 2009

Yummy...

Y'all know the definition of a friend?

A friend is one, when her dad is in the hospital in ICU, who remembers that the hospital deli makes awesome homemade apple dumplings and, with all she has on her mind, brings one home to you. Thanks, Connie!

Want a bite? Yummmmm.

I've been a wee bit busy - please forgive me for my lack of reading/blogging. I'll be back!

Thursday, October 8, 2009

Answers to My Last Post - or, I Get By With A Little Help From My Friends

We just got in from putting on a scholarship golf tourney, and we are way tired.

I knew, though, I had to be a woman of my word, and post tonight. 365 posts, right? That's what I promised.

So, tonight, I give you comments from last night's post, where I discussed how one of the companies that's after me offered me the rarity of writing my own job description. There are several great encouraging comments, but the ones that really cracked me up tonight are from my brother Scott, and Braja from India.

To preface this, one of my work peers is Trey. Trey was instrumental in getting me hired at my present company, and I've been very honest and open with him about all this. I had posted a little PS in last night's post, for Trey's benefit. Here's how it all went down.

I wrote the PS: Trey, I know you read this. Don't freak out. I'm just debriefing.

Brother Scott said: So write it! Write your own perfect job description with your perfect salary! Then double it and present it! If they say yes, now you have a decision to make. Before that , it is just another journalism assignment. Love ya.

Then, he got a little more creative, which so I loved!

$1 million a month, for the first 6 months. Lamborghini company vehicle. 2 4-hour work days a week--no more or salary doubles for that month. No cell phone or email! They come to you and bow--if you grace them with your time and knowledge - you get % of the ticket. Your husband and brother get jobs at 1/2 of your pay with all benefits and insurance. The company must be renamed after you! You set the price of intermediate West Texas Crude by whatever mood you are in for that day! If you are blue ---Price is $70 but if you are happy - Price is $85. I don't know what it would take to get it to $100.

And then, in chimes Braja...from India...

Trey, cover your ears (she wrote):

Jeez, Janie, look into it!!!

OK Trey, it's safe to look now.

In the end, the big noises and huge promises fall flat...go with the substance...

I love you all - you all keep me sane, and on point, and on the right road. Thanks for all your comments...and for making me smile and laugh!