QOTD

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QOTD: Do You Remember Anything Positive About 9/11?

Today is a day that I won’t turn on the news or the television. I cannot handle the grief porn that will inevitably spew out of the media. I choose to remember 9/11 a different way.

I choose to remember how we came together as a nation, overlooked our differences and helped one another. I was actually in France over 9/11 and couldn’t get back to Bermuda where we were living at the time. We ended up in London. I was there when “God Bless America” was played in front of Buckingham Palace. I had people stop me in the streets and tell me how sorry they were after hearing me speak in my American accent to my 2 year old and 6 month old children. I remember the kindness. Continue reading

QOTD: What Is Your Worst Interview Story?

On the left: perfectly good business-casual interview look. Below: not so much.

Interviews. We all hate them. Dread them beforehand. Fear we flubbed them afterwards. But they are a necessary evil.

Woman I know was once interviewed by a company that was all gung-ho starting a new project. They flew her somewhere to interview with someone from Mahogany Row. Then there was a long, long silence. Through the grapevine she found out the project had stalled, and was eventually abandoned. Then guys who had interviewed her started turning up at her company looking for work. Continue reading

QOTD: What is Your Earliest Memory?

Yesterday Nurse Wretched asked a very good question: what is your earliest childhood memory, and how old were you?

Her question was prompted by having read this article by Bill Briggs.

The earliest memory that stuck with you likely came when you were “…3 1/2 years old, according to numerous past studies. At that age, the hippocampus, a portion of the brain used to store memories, has adequately matured to handle that task, experts say.” Continue reading

QOTD: Did You Ever Get a Speeding Ticket?

Today I was driving home on a surface street and saw not one but two speed traps, one on one block, one on the next. Motorcycle police. They each had a customer. This pairing seems wicked unfair, but it’s common around here (southern California). I guess they tag-team. Or just like to have someone to chat with.

I’ve only had one speeding ticket in my life. It too was wicked unfair, but yes, he did catch me fair and square going over the limit. But not by that much. Continue reading