Ain’t This Just Ducky

Day 65
Listening to: Rio
Thought for the day: HER NAME IS RIO AND SHE DANCES ON THE SANNNND.

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My Throwback Thursday photo was taken in Lake Tahoe in the 1970s. My Dad added the cartoon bubble in a photo album he and my step mom put together for me a bazillion years ago (we use to say “ain’t this just ducky” all of the time). Also, check out this beautiful example of a circa 1970s handkerchief sleeve! I know. You’re jealous.

Today my manager came in my office and with tremendous sincerity and care said, “Tell me something you would really like to do here at work.” I just looked at him and blinked a few times. My brain was void of any thought. Though I think my manager was completely genuine, I’ve been asked this question so many times and ended up disappointed in the end that I have stopped believing that any manager truly cares about developing me as a person. At least I didn’t think or say in a smart ass way, “Well ain’t that ducky.” It’s progress. I’m thinking if anyone ever asks me this question again I’m going to say with the enthusiasm of a 3 year old, “I WANT TO GO ALL INDIANA JONES ON OUR EMPLOYER’S PROPERTY AND FIND THE HIDDEN GRAVES OF THE MEXICANS WHO FELL VICTIM TO THE SPANISH FLU IN 1918!”*** It will come out like Ralphie asking for a Red Ryder BB gun too.

***For more on these graves, see my blog http://jellyjumbles.com/?p=943

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