"Reincarnation: do you believe in it?" If I could choose reincarnation as well as all the particulars, I would come back in my next life to give birth to the CEO of the company I currently work for when he is reborn; I would raise him to have the social conscience that he sorely lacks … Continue reading If I Could
Category: Work
I Remember When:
Ordering a cup of coffee wasn't stressful..."One coffee please" The sight of someone talking to themselves was alarming. Now it's just annoying. There were vegetarians, and there was everyone else. Now there are: vegans, lacto-ovo pescatarians, gluten and dairy free, pollotarians, meat eaters, etc...and that's just my family. It was good to have a rich … Continue reading I Remember When:
I Will Not Complain About:
One thing I gave up on, although there's a need Is arguing on the subject of corporate greed It is still a problem that's going strong Those profiting are intrinsically wrong My main complaint is about one particular wonder Which is CEO's with a penchant to plunder From their employees~ by pilfering pensions Reducing healthcare … Continue reading I Will Not Complain About:
Three Ways to Escape
The Bermuda Triangle of electronics is at my disposal: 1) The Anywhere Door, I could step through it and end up anywhere I want. Where would I go? I could use it to find a bathroom, my bedroom, possibly the Metropolitan Opera House to see "The Barber of Seville", the Louvre, the Coliseum, a bathroom, … Continue reading Three Ways to Escape
Me by Any Other Name
Life offers no guarantees. Very few things go as I plan. I spent over an hour writing today's post, only to have it vanish in front of my eyes, spontaneously combust, poof...lost in cyberspace. I guess it wasn't meant to be. I can't remember what the point of it was. I do know with all certainty … Continue reading Me by Any Other Name
It is Better to Give
** Fiction (kind of) Late afternoon on an early spring day, with my mail in hand, I walked the short distance uphill from my mailbox to the walkway of my home. The last of the dirty winter snow had finally melted, exposing my bad. The leaves I had failed to rake before the winter snow … Continue reading It is Better to Give
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