Too Hip

I really don't like the way some people try to horn into conversations by trying to act like that they are already part of the team when they haven't "paid their dues." What I mean are people that are new to a group and immediately begin to pretend like they are a regular. For example, there is a person on our team who's name is Fletcher, but those that know him call him "Fletch" which actually is a pretty cool nickname to have. We have this woman who just transferred into our group who immediately refers to him as "Fletch." She is the type of person who pretends to be your biggest ally only to backstab you at every opportunity. Hearing her constantly bring up "Fletch" is so grating that I want to retch. A popular term that she tends to recite is "peeps." As in, our group needs more "peeps" if we are going to deliver this project. Did I say she gives me the creeps?

I Want to be Famous!

Not in a crazed criminal kind of way, however. And based on the readership of this particular endeavor, it won't in the blogging world either. Frankly, I have no idea how to accomplish this "famous" thing but something has to click.

Looking at my life to date, I'm finding it difficult to believe I'll be famous for anything of a serious nature. On the other hand, I'm not a Guinness Book of Records type person either. Maybe radio talk show host - that would be good. Or now that Richard Roeper is leaving that movie review program maybe I could take his place. That would be great - fame and all the movies I could ever want to see! Maybe I could finally meet Shannen Doherty! She's my favorite.

Sarbannes Oxley

With corporate america on heightened alert because of dishonesty, an outsider would think that we would now be having a period of the most open, civilized, and honest cultures, but in my company, this is very far from the truth. For example, how many times have people pretended to be on board for an idea during a meeting, only to secretly sabotage the proposal behind your back? During interviews, why do we act as if we love the candidate and string him or her along with no intentions of ever hiring the slug? Why do we tell the rude cafeteria cashier, "thanks" and "have a great day" when we know we are only patronizing her? Why do we say "great!" when asked "how are you doing? when we know we'd rather be at a Cubs game instead? Why do we claim we're so busy when we spend three quarters of the day gossiping about our idiot boss?