|A nice suit can only do so much to make you look good,|
especially when you have no hands and a knob for a head
Thursday, June 30, 2011
Two blog posts in one week?! Preposterous!! And yet it's happening before your very eyes...
This week at work I had occasion to dress up a little bit more than usual, wearing a suit one day and wearing a sport coat the next day. If you're a working professional, you probably know what that means, and if you're an HR professional, you definitely know what that means. If you're an HR professional and you don't know what that means, you are merely posing as an HR professional as part of some clever ruse, and I wish you the best of luck in your chosen subterfuge. Typically a suit is not part of my day-to-day attire, as a jacket seems a bit overboard for my role. As a result, I have not accumulated many suits over the years. In fact, I own one suit, which I have had since partway through my undergraduate years. There have been enough occasions over the years that the suit has gotten plenty of wear, but there really haven't been enough occasions to warrant getting a second suit. And certainly there is no reason to get a new suit if you aren't going to wear it regularly, as a suit represents a decent investment if you want to avoid the social stigma of wearing a "cheap suit."
Monday, June 27, 2011
|You may as well pack it with krill|
The luggage-jettison idea was submitted via a standard corporate "idea drop box" in 1979 by a gal named Rosalind Grenbodine, and was so quickly adopted by all major airlines that nobody could actually remember which company implemented it first. Rosalind would have obviously been able to speak to this question, but she was a rather unpopular employee within her organization (nobody likes the coworker who always has the good ideas), and company administration either purposefully or inadvertently approved a suggestion, also submitted via the idea drop box, to award Rosalind a guest seat on the first flight that would practice the luggage jettison, with the underlying intent (and outcome) of also jettisoning Rosalind.
Sunday, June 19, 2011
|Have you hosta?|
As I was discussing with Jen recently, sitting out on the porch is one of the simple pleasures in life. Porches are for bare feet, and cups of coffee or tea, perhaps a book, and watching critters when the opportunity arises. Much like the hostas on the side of the house, I feel like I'm in my element on the porch. It's a place to read, write, and think, not to mention go about in bare feet, drink coffee, and watch critters. I feel I excel at doing all of these things.