“So be here at 9:45 in one of these two buildings for the first-come, first-served tickets at the house, right? Is there anything else I need to know?” “Yes, that’s correct, and no, you’re all set!” That was the summary…
For two years, post Peace Corps and then working at the most toxic work environment of my life it was time for me to chillax and do something mildly mindless. I bartended at LaPosada in Santa Fe. The law in…
Last week, I decided to kick it old school and take the “L” train from O’Hare to downtown Chicago. I decided the potentially sus stink from the CTA was better than the 3433 Glade Plug-In chemical stench emanating from all…
I had a full-circle moment this week. In Chicago this week, cohort 2 of Presenting with Impact Workshop with Hightower Financial Services. About three miles down the road is the home of the Swirl, Uncle Julio’s Hacienda, also the home…
I walked up to the TSA desk this morning and realized I might be in trouble. JAX is becoming technologically savvy, and they’ve installed face-scanning machines at security. For those unfamiliar, you walk up, slide your license into one machine,…
We’re two episodes into the latest season of True Detective: Night County. Episode one was a bit…we’ll say whacky, but I was hooked. Episode two had me sit up and take notice multiple times. One of those times inspired this…
Two years ago, I worked with a stylist. “Work with a stylist” had been on my wish list for a long time. We’re talking years. Rationals, excuses, and reasoning finally got forgotten when Nicole Otchy came into my world. Not…
I don’t know if you ever forget the first time you got burned hard, by a colleague. Memorial Day, 1998. I’d been managing Uncle Julios, the Tex-Mex restaurant we dubbed the million-dollar taco stand on the corner of North and…
Second semester sophomore year at JMU I pledged a business fraternity. I went ALL IN. Put it this way, when my parents got my grades for the semester, their comment was, “We know we dropped you off on campus…did you…
We were towards the end of day one of a 2-day feedback and coaching workshop. It was practice time, and we were IN IT. John was mid-coaching conversation and tanking hard. The more he spoke, the more oxygen got sucked…