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 285 - Social Media Haiku

Daily Kup (My Life as a Gainfully Unemployed Person)
Oh, ye local people, beware! The time of the Cookie Drive is almost upon us. Much time was spent today learning the Secrets of the Thin Mint and how to sell it to unsuspecting passersby.

Need a cookie fix? Come see me late in the month and I know a little girl who can fix you up with as many boxes as you want.

PS They freeze well. It said so in the training.

We're Off to See the Wizard. LinkedIn and Facebook and Twitter, Oh, My!

When middle-aged people can find their junior high school teachers on Facebook, I think we can conclusively state that social media has touched a wide swath of the population.

My eight-year-old yearns to text. My ninety-five-year-old ex-father-in-law uses his laptop to pass on a steady flow of hypernationalistic gibberish and Internet hoaxes to his large circle of acquaintances in a well-intentioned attempt to ... well, I don't know why he does it, but he's pretty darn computer savvy and uses the technology to his advantage. With Facebook's Mark Zuckerberg as Time's Person of the Year for his contribution to an application that just signed up its 550-millionth member, it's safe to say that — if this is a flash in the pan — it's a pretty big pan.

Still, social media can be a little artless and isolating for all its immediacy. It's missing a little panache, a bit of poetry. Here's my shameless attempt to remedy that:

Social media
Like reality TV.
Photoshop my face?

LinkedIn, oh Linked In,
Vessel of my connections --
Anyone want to hire?

I like your content.
Lead the charge, then re-Tweet.
Now your fame is mine.

Smiling photo face,
Friends I never need to meet.
Got many; want more.

Faintly familiar
High school friend Facebook photos.
When'd they get so old?

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