I’ve been a business person since the day I discovered Who’s The Boss. I was fascinated by Angela Bauer, the sassy, straight- shooting ad agency executive, and eventual president of the Bauer Agency. Before long, I became Meredith Monroe, Ad Agency President. I would pretend to answer the phone, bark out orders, and hang it up really hard.
My parents helped foster my dream by purchasing a date stamper and a metal card file to my collection of “office” stuff. This collection consisted of the things I mentioned above, plus an old phone, some manilla folders, and a small canister, which I pretended was one of those vacuum tube things you see at the bank.
One of my earlier memories was of going door to door with an ink stamp that imprinted an image of a strawberry with a face on it. I’d ring the bell and sell my neighbors a hand made candy dish, that I didn’t actually have yet, but I would custom make it from tape and a piece of oak tag that my dad gave me. If they said yes, I’d put a stamp on a piece of paper. I couldn’t actually write yet, so I hoped I’d remember who ordered them when it was all said and done. God bless my neighbors.
Ok enough stories. The reason I tell you this, is because this obsession with business has created a very interesting (i.e.: melodramatic) life for me. I’ve…now brace yourself… held over 30 jobs since I started working at age 14. I am fascinated by all industries, and have wanted to experience almost all of them (lawyers and dentists don’t really interest me). While it’s all fine and good to want to try all kinds of things, it’s created a lot of drama for me over the years. When you’ve had 30 jobs, you’ve quit a lot of jobs. Luckily, I’ve only ever been fired from one, and that story is a doozy.
So back to my reason for telling you this… I’m on a mission to find workplace bliss, and I feel like I get closer to that all the time. I’d like to share that experience with you, because I like to believe it’s possible for more people to feel pretty darn amused with the good fortune of their job situation. I don’t know, call me a dreamer. Time will tell, right?
I’m just going to start off my coverage of this whole journey by giving you some food for thought. I recently read this:
“Lessons are repeated until they are learned. A lesson will be presented to you in various forms until you have learned it. When you have learned it, you can go on to the next lesson.”
This pretty much sums up my career. The world has obviously been trying to teach me the same damn lesson for 18 years, and my thick ass skull has been impervious. I see that now, my eyes are open, so I’m finally gonna learn that fucker… I think…..I hope anyway.