Thursday, January 28, 2010
Friday, January 22, 2010
As I'm ideating a solve, I can't give you an actionable respond right now.
If you don't understand the sentence above, here's a translation: Because I'm thinking about a solution, I can't give you a response right now.
Ah, business speak. My poor little bleeding ears hear it every day.
Why must we bastardize the English language? Each year, business schools crank out thousands of graduates with no discernible language skills and fancy new buzzword vocabularies, including the following gems:
I had a manager who LOVED the word "onus." The onus is on you to find a solve for this. or Let's put the onus where it belongs. It's a little too close to the word anus for my taste.
If you're at a loss for buzzwords, there's a handy Buzzword Generator.
It's got to stop.
I'm putting the onus squarely on your shoulders. :)
Ah, business speak. My poor little bleeding ears hear it every day.
Why must we bastardize the English language? Each year, business schools crank out thousands of graduates with no discernible language skills and fancy new buzzword vocabularies, including the following gems:
- Benchmarking
- Aspirational
- Value Add
- 30,000-Foot View
- Share of Voice
- Dollarization
- Actionable
- Incentivize
- Mindshare
- Synergy
- Disintermediate
- Ideate
I had a manager who LOVED the word "onus." The onus is on you to find a solve for this. or Let's put the onus where it belongs. It's a little too close to the word anus for my taste.
If you're at a loss for buzzwords, there's a handy Buzzword Generator.
It's got to stop.
I'm putting the onus squarely on your shoulders. :)
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
I'm soooooo happy...
...to find out that my ex has moved out of the state (waaaaay out of the state) this week. Is that wrong? We haven't dated in years and years, but every so often, I'd run into him (once, I ran into him while I was on a blind date, which was sheer agony--ex was wasted and kept sending us drinks and screeching my name across the bar).
He's a recovering addict, and he was always trying to get me to go for coffee so he could atone for his sins. I never wanted to, because I'd left that all behind. He kept writing me, asking for detailed lists of all of the horrible things he'd done to me during our relationship. Why???
Then I realized that, he just MIGHT be writing a book about his fun adventures on Planet Opiate. And it's not like he could remember all of the fun details, right?
Sorry. Not helping with the tell-all.
Anyway, via con dios. Best of luck to you (and especially to your new wife).
(PS: I realize that this post might say more about me than it does about him; I'm ok with that.)
He's a recovering addict, and he was always trying to get me to go for coffee so he could atone for his sins. I never wanted to, because I'd left that all behind. He kept writing me, asking for detailed lists of all of the horrible things he'd done to me during our relationship. Why???
Then I realized that, he just MIGHT be writing a book about his fun adventures on Planet Opiate. And it's not like he could remember all of the fun details, right?
Sorry. Not helping with the tell-all.
Anyway, via con dios. Best of luck to you (and especially to your new wife).
(PS: I realize that this post might say more about me than it does about him; I'm ok with that.)
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
This morning...
On my way in to work, I noticed that the woman in the car next to me was gesticulating wildly. I immediately went on the defensive. After all, what did I do to her? NOTHING! Leave me alone, crazy lady!!
Then I looked a looked a little closer and realized that the crazy waving lady was my mom. :)
Then I looked a looked a little closer and realized that the crazy waving lady was my mom. :)
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
Friday, January 8, 2010
Thursday, January 7, 2010
YouDriveWhat.com
After getting a look at some of these, I don't feel so bad about the dirt on the outside
(or the clutter on the inside) of my car.
(or the clutter on the inside) of my car.
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
Working at Home
I have a freelance gig that I work on at night after I get home from my real job. The extra money is nice, but I don't get as much time to lounge around on the couch with my pets. And they're gettin' more than a little annoyed with the situation. Wanna know how I know?
This is how Miss Daisy helps me work at night.
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
Monday, January 4, 2010
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