Monday, September 23, 2013

I am so sixteen inside


Or maybe it's twelve.  Sometimes, it's hard for me to tell which.

Example:  Not long after arriving in Albany last Wednesday, I had to phone into a podcast show (more on that in another post).  My room wasn't ready yet, and the hotel lobby was too loud for the call, so I asked one of the desk clerks where I might find a quiet space.  He sent me to a lower floor which was, he assured me, "a ghost town."

It was indeed a whole lot of empty space.  No one was in any of its many meeting rooms.

Those rooms had, however, very recently hosted some sort of motivational/organizational meetings.  Flip boards and cork boards and whiteboards sported all sorts of generic terms and sayings.  The room I chose for the call featured this bit of seminar detritus.


After I finished the call, the juvenile me found the board irresistible.  I grabbed a marker, and a few minutes later, I left the room with the board sporting a new message.


I told you:  sixteen, or maybe twelve. 


11 comments:

Michelle said...
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Sarah VN said...

The tags on this one made me burst out laughing in my office.

Mark said...

I'm glad I can be of amusement.

Anonymous said...

I am forwarding this post to my boss and daring him to do better at his business conference next week. He will soooo enjoy the humor!
- old aggie

Mark said...

I'll hope he does!

Anonymous said...

wow, I love the first letters message! I'm not one to like or to know how to play office politics. Perhaps this is one reason I am presently unemployed... (I do love humor though, and I have my own "I am SO a kid" moments)

Mark said...

Thanks for the kind words. I suspect my attitude is one of the many reasons I started my first company when I was 25.

Anonymous said...

Its wonderful that you had such a great outlook, attitude and such confidence at age 25! I am getting a chance for a new beginning at age 57, and don't think its ever too late. Wish me luck!

Mark said...

I think I was delusional at 25, but it worked out. I definitely believe it's never too late to change. Good luck!

Anonymous said...

Thanks for your kind words and well-wishes. I got a degree in chemical engineering because that was what my parents wanted. The classes were interesting, but my interests were more in medicine and the arts. I managed to "scratch the itch" by getting an EMT-B, creating artwork, performing w/ the Baton Rouge Gilbert and Sullivan Society and playing in the Raleigh Concert Band for awhile. In the last few years, I have begun writing poetry, writing songs, and doing artwork that can also be used in design. Now its finding my niche and working hard towards my goals.

Mark said...

I wish you every success!

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