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 177 - Any other volunteers? Anyone at all?

Daily Kup (Rainy Days and Mondays Always Get Me Down)
I went to a lovely, harmless meeting yesterday afternoon with my youngest daughter and came out transformed into ... a Girl Scout leader. A little scary for those of you who know me well, right? Legions of pudgy little Daisies sprinkling sarcasm and cookies with equal fervor. Yes, that is the future.

It was kind of a mistake. They were looking for people who have character and I thought they were asking if you were sort of a character. My bad.

Still, I'm sure it will work out. Or small children will be emotionally scarred for life.

I'm your worst nightmare -- A Daisy with Attitude. Heads up, people. Cookie season coming at ya.

Hey, Lois! Guess who won't be covering that Arizona story ...


Corsair, The Mostly Harmless said...

Becky just called them the "Cookie Scouts." I saw no reason to challenge that description.

Burning Khrome said...

I personally believe that Thin Mints are one of the basic food groups.

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