#BossLife

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On a recent trip to a nail salon, I met what would be considered an outlier in the south.

A 10 year-old man-child who was obviously the boss of his family of women, managed the money and the decision-making for the family.  The whole situation was like watching a sociological experiment gone awry. At first I thought it might be because the women could not speak English, but language was not an issue.

This little dictator actually handled all the money and the women asked him for permission to purchase items in the store. These women ranged in age from 5 years old to 50 years old.

Rather than asking him for money, I pictured one of the older women in my family lifting his already narcissistic fanny off the chair and giving him a dose of southern style reality known as hickory tea (a spanking).

What is wrong with people? I appreciate different cultures, but could we degrade women any more than having to ask a 10-yr-old boy for money just because he is a male? Give me a break!

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Misplaced Prudence

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Has an identity thief ever went online and paid your bills?

Perhaps if these companies applied as much prudence to those wanting to steal as they do when we go online to pay our bills there would be less identity theft and stealing.

I need a dose of ginkgo biloboa before I pay my mortgage payment. I just had to try to remember my grandmother’s middle name, my license plate number, my telephone number when I was two years old, and my best friend’s first pet’s name.

I believe too much prudence is being taken to verify who I am as I try to pay my bills. For the love of God, if anyone tries to pay my bills, don’t ask any questions, just let them do it!

Place some of that prudence to the inquiry of removal of funds rather than the addition of funds.

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Don’t Shake The Tree

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Some grandmothers can be full of wisdom.

I did not take advantage of soaking up all the advice my grandmother had to offer and this is a major regret in my life.

I have a distinct memory of playing in the living room of her house, in my own little world, when the phone rang.

I didn’t pay much attention to the very brief conversation before she said the sentence that stopped me in my tracks. She said to the person on the other end of the line, “If you don’t like my peaches, don’t shake my tree.” And then she simply hung up the phone and went on like nothing had happened.

At around the age of 6 years old, I had no clue what had transpired. I think I really believed someone had shook her peach tree and ate a bad peach.

We all need to embrace the peach tree theory. If someone doesn’t like my peaches, I don’t have to go to the ends of the earth to try to provide them with better peaches. They simply need to find a different tree.

And when we find a peach we do not care for, we should not keep shaking the same tree like a gorilla, expecting a different type of peach. We need to find a new tree.

How refreshing to say, “If you don’t like my peaches, don’t shake my tree.” And then just press the red phone button on the iPhone and be done.

 

Press Play to Stop Pause

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How long have you been on pause?

What exactly are you waiting for? Just like the remote, you need to hit play to move off of pause.

It is so easy to get stuck. Sometimes my TV will get in a semi-frozen mode (thanks cable company!). If I flip the TV between 2 channels it will fix the problem.

The cable company is actually trying to teach us a life lesson. Who knew we could learn so much through incompetence?

When we are stuck or in a semi-frozen state, we need to flip between 2 different areas. Go outside and then come back inside. Go from one end of town to the other. Go from one state to another. Stop working on one project for a while and do something a bit different. Do anything to break the blank, frozen stare on your face.

Play to get off pause. Live to get your life off pause.

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The Office Cry Baby

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I would like to travel in a time machine to the 1940s and 1950s to get a real picture of office life.

I know there were no copy machines or Keurigs, but were there as many cry babies? Did people know the difference between office and home?

As a woman, I have recognized a huge component which may have been left out of the feminist movement: Office Education for Women

The same women who paint the picture of being 9-5 superwomen, will often quiver chin in meetings and cry in the bathroom or in front of you over the most stupid issues.

There are many women currently in the workforce with the inability to differentiate between work and home. This can manifest itself by talking to their coworkers like they are children, acting like they are the office mother, and crying if they get their feelings hurt (picture your mom after a really bad rumble with the kiddos).

There is not one person in the world who does not have a bad day, but dear God, let’s man up. Embrace the following concepts to enhance the workflow:

  • You did not birth anyone or anything here
  • You are not married to anyone here
  • You do not live here
  • You do not own this place

Embracing these office concepts should make it easier to avoid crying in the bathroom when your coworkers tell you to be at meetings on time, please do not interrupt them, and to stop rearranging things in their office space, and any other office issue which may arise.

Working through these common sense principles will also help you manage change in your place of business.  Think about it, do you go in any business that looks and operates exactly like it did 25 years ago? Hell No.

Quit arguing and crying about change in the workplace. This is common sense.

 

 

Treating The Disease of Later

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I have known several people to suffer from “later”. This disease can manifest in many different forms.

People who suffer from “later” can never be anywhere on time. These are relatively intelligent people, they seem to be able to tell time, but because they are afflicted with “later” making plans with them is a struggle.

You may have heard them make this joke: “I’ll be late for my own funeral.” Then laugh hysterically.

Unfortunately, “later” can be chronic unless you implement strategies to cure it as soon as possible.

If you have someone in your life who can’t be anywhere on time, try these common sense strategies:

  1. Tell them to be there 30 minutes to an hour before everyone else.
  2. At the beginning of the planned time, begin the event. Do not, under any circumstances, delay events for people suffering from “later”. This makes their symptoms worse.
  3. It is important people with “later” experience the consequences of their affliction fully. For instance, if you are going to a concert 2 hours away and everyone has agreed to meet at a designated time and ride together, when the group leaves at the designated time, the person suffering from “later” will need to make other arrangements to travel. You do not want to catch “later” so you need to put some distance between yourself and the exacerbation of the condition.
  4. When a person with “later” shows up 15-30 minutes after an event has started, keep in mind how much they really enjoy this. Usually, they don’t just slip in like a ballerina, it’s more like a construction crew with a jack hammer. Acknowledge their entrance by giving them a job. Say, “I’m glad you finally showed up, we needed you to put ice in the coolers before this started, but you will be able to go do it now. Thanks!”

People with “later” can be very nice people. When dealing with someone with “later”, keep in mind that we teach people how to treat us. If you don’t want to catch “later” or be a symptom of later, extinguish symptoms as early as possible. Just like the flu virus knows who has been immunized, “later” knows who is not going to become infected.

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Let’s Wait and See

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Last night I attended a concert. The band said, “We have been working on some new music and here is our letter to the world.”

Before even one word fell out of the singer’s mouth, the crowd whipped out their smart phones in the poor, pitiful candle mode and began to sway.

What ever happened to waiting to see? Why assume the song was going to be all doom, gloom, and blah?

Let’s think about the condition of the immediate world of we concert attenders last night. We drove there in our car, no one appeared homeless other than by choice, this event was free, there were drinks, people were smiling and happy. I saw no reason to whine.

Why pre-whine? Let’s wait and see if there is actually anything to whine about. For all you know they were about to sing about sunshine, roses, and unicorns. None of those require swaying and candle mode.

As to what the letter to the world actually said…I will have to wait until the album version. As with 99.9% of all live concerts, I could not understand one word of what they were saying.