I had some dreams ... they were klowns in my koffee.

(With apologies to Carly Simon)

This is my journey through job transition from a toxic environment to a better life. Join me for a few thoughts and a few laughs along the way.
What are "klowns in my koffee"? They are the factors large and small that make you less than you are. A "klown" can be a grossly incompetent boss,
a short-sighted policy or a moronic coworker. They won't kill you, at least not immediately, but they abrade the soul
as you scrape past them to get through the day. Sometimes it's best to dump them out of the cup.


Day 9 - Karma Delayed

The day of my first Tweet. Putting a tentative toe into the electronic shallows. The term "shallows" is not accidental, given the general level of the tweets that I've received. Still, this is the new world and I'm intent on finding my way in it.

We drove to my daughter's college today to watch her play lacrosse. We carried our normal cloud of gloom with us. As soon as we appear, they start to lose. I've attended tens of games but have never experienced a win. Still, they win whenever I'm not there and have progressed to the playoffs. Which I shouldn't attend.

We have a simple, healthy and colorful meal planned for Easter tomorrow. Based on my recent Porkus experience, I almost want to serve bitter herbs as a symbol of the bitterness of slavery. If only one could count on a large wave when it is really needed ...

But, on a day like this, karma can be trusted to have it all work out in the end.

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