LIFE AT WORK: Bumped from Conference Room Edition Dear CoWorker: Our program meeting is a standing meeting that was scheduled for the 2nd floor conference room before the scheduling conflict in the 3rd floor conference room arose. I understand that (YOUR IMPORTANT) program standing meeting dropped off the 3rd floor conference room calendar. If there… Continue reading Conference Room Kerfluffle
Yesterday, the assistant to the administrator of the division I work in (300 people strong) came to my office. She gave me a nylon bag (Made in China) with our organization's logo on it and said, "A--- (name of administrator) wanted you to have this to thank you for all that you do." A soul-sapping… Continue reading Thank Who?
You'd think that with the 24 hours news cycle and blah blah blah, we'd be hearing more about the nice folks in Wisconsin who are mad as hell and not going to take it anymore. My local papers seem to have a lot more about Libya than Madison. Here's where to go for info: The… Continue reading Too Much, Not Enough
This morning on the way to work I saw a guy finish his breakfast, ball up the paper bag it came in, roll down his window and toss it on the ground. He immediately caught my eye and started chiding me (with his motions) for powdering my mess of broken capillaries that passes for a… Continue reading When the bird won’t do
Or to be more precise, O Santa Ynez Valley! I have a new job working for a large bureaucracy, but I can't tell you more than that because I signed something or other swearing me to secrecy. I haven't worked in many large institutions, and my head is spinning with wonder. If you take the… Continue reading O California!
It's very quiet in the building today, but I have the cubicle next to Loud Mouth Louie. He is interviewing prospective candidates over the phone. "What draws you to the non-profit world?" he asks. The new employee is Dimitri, and at the end of Day Two, they say to each other, "This was a good… Continue reading Working World
You. I don't know who you are, but I have been writing to you since my earliest days of writing in a diary. Reading back, I see that I invariably address you, the other, the someone out there. I still don't know who you are exactly, but I recently heard that good writing is typically… Continue reading Remember me? I used to blog here.