Just like an episode of Law and Order, a wrongly imprisoned man was released after thirty years when modern DNA technology backed up his unwavering assertion of innocence. If this indeed holds up, what price tag would you put on what is owed to this person? We can’t just say, “Sorry, oops and move on….Continue reading “Chew on This”
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Standards
They should be just what they sound like; set, immovable, intractable and not to be trifled with and avoiding, at all costs, the possibility of lowering your standards. I used to joke to my golf buddies that as much mistrust I have of the medical profession (business), I would still rather have a doctor doContinue reading “Standards”
Patience, My Ass!
As you may, or may not know, I was not blessed with a plethora of patience. And that was at birth. Now add seventy years’ worth of life on planet Earth, and I have next to zero left in the tank. I’ve always had a hard time with stupidity. Ignorance is hard to find faultContinue reading “Patience, My Ass!”
Just Talk to Me
Have you ever tried getting someone on the phone for say, any reason whatsoever, only to drown in a sea of avoidance? And that is only if you are actually able to speak with a person and not another electronic bot. I used to love customer service as part of my job as a FinanceContinue reading “Just Talk to Me”
The Long Wait is Over
For me, anyway. The start of the Premier League football season begins today with my Manchester United Reds hosting Fulham, a team that sneaks into the top ten on occasion, but are in no danger for the top six spots. Now, although I am very skeptical about the retention of manager Erik Ten Hag, IContinue reading “The Long Wait is Over”
Smells
Some of my very favorites: Newborn baby smell. Doesn’t last for long. Unspoiled. Japanese villages food stalls. New cut lumber. Old car smell. As opposed to the clean, factory-generated new car smell. I’m talking an old Rolls Royce or Bentley Town Car that has endured five kids, three grandchildren and cartons upon cartons of DunhillsContinue reading “Smells”
How Much is Too Much?
A question for the ages… To the person who says that “you can have too much of a good thing,” I say they obviously weren’t living alongside me in Las Vegas in the eighties. Too much money? Right. I have no animosity or envy of rich people. I want them to succeed the same asContinue reading “How Much is Too Much?”
Working Stoned
When I think back on the entirety of my working career, I really went to work stoned. A lot. When you are a young chef candidate, you are crushing long hours with other young hopefuls, and guess what? Every one of them is high. Once you attain a level of autonomy and say-so in anContinue reading “Working Stoned”
Give Me a Break
I’m playing this online golf game and I sink an extremely difficult eighteen-foot putt over a huge break for a birdie. My opponent has about a seven-foot putt to tie me. The slope is almost impossible to navigate, so what happens? The machine says, “player took a gimme.” Kiss my ass. When I play golfContinue reading “Give Me a Break”
I KNOW Why Me?
I am my best ally and my own worst enemy. I elevated myself to levels of euphoria and visited the depths of the abyss. From the year 1974 to 1987, if given any two choices, I would indubitably choose the option that was the worse for me. Consistently. Knowingly. When I entered the higher echelonsContinue reading “I KNOW Why Me?”
