Cleaning house

Friday, July 27, 2007


So my boss is a brain surgeon.


After blowing up at my boss--swearing at him, and ranting about something ENTIRELY rant-worthy and rant-deserving…we had moved on.  We were walking the sales floor as he was leaving for the day.


“Again…I’m sensing that you’re…I don’t know…you’re not happy with me.  You’re….?”




“Yes, that’s it…you seem angry.”


“How perceptive of you.”

Probably not the way to win friends and influence people that Dale Carnegie was talking about.  I hope they don’t take my completion certificate away—although I apparently didn’t learn a whole lot 25 years ago when I took the course.  Oh well.


  • I still got my Wicked Salesman Certificates in my portfolio, dang, I've been on the receiving end in that situation! :) Yikes

    By Blogger Vince, At Fri Jul 27, 09:30:00 pm  

  • you didn't tell us:

    what's wrong?

    By Blogger chRistine, At Sat Jul 28, 09:09:00 am  

  • Hi Sadie,

    Sorry about the rough day at work...with the "brilliant" boss.

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    Apparently you Fly?

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    I have just been working my way into being a can see my attempts here:

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    By Anonymous Anonymous, At Mon Jul 30, 06:03:00 pm  

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