No Seven-Year Itch
Seven years ago today, I in-processed as a new employee. As this entry becomes public, I’m in a conference room about 30 yards from where I started on that fine August day, but instead of first-day work jitters, I have first-pitch-as-proposal-manager jitters. This has been my life this week, but it has been worth it.
If you’d told me seven years ago that I’d have “manager” next to my name in any way, shape, or form, I would have laughed at you. [I might have laughed at you two years ago on this date as well.]
I have been blessed: with opportunities, with support, with mentoring. The people who were a large part of my decision in continuing employment here after graduation continue to make that happen now.
Let’s win, baby.
Posted August 25th, 2006 in Introspection.
Digging Out…
Well, you get the point from looking at the thin archives this week that I’ve been dang busy, and if you look around, you’ll even figure out why. Suffice it to say that it’s been crazy. In amongst all the fun, I’ve come down w…
August 26th, 2006 at 4:37 pmState of the Geof: Year 28…
Twenty-eight years ago, at St. Mary’s Hospital in Knoxville, TN, I was born. Sorry for taking so long, Mom. [I’ve been told that it was 0300; I don’t know if it was that on the dot or not. I’m not sure that Mom cared what min…
September 30th, 2006 at 10:05 pm