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It is that time of year! I long for stadium seats and numb digits. Even though I am an avid OU football fan, butI did not go to OU and I am not fond of the state. I suppose being forced to watch Saturday football with my husband created a fan. An OSU co-worker sent me the following:
UPDATE: Article could not be cited, post taken down
Do you address people as Sir or Ma'am? Despite the generalities made about my generation, I was brought up to address all people as Sir and Ma'am. As a military Dependant this was not just a courtesy, but a command. I no longer live under my father's roof, but this courtesy is second nature and passed along to my daughter.
Ironic, this courtesy has been frowned upon by many people in my sphere as of late. A work superior does not like to be addressed as Sir. A Marketing Headhunter warned me such manners were thought demeaning. Really? I was taught to address anyone as Sir or Ma'am as a show of respect. Times changing?
In a recent post, Kami Huyse addresses how MARCOM professionals can stand out in a stagnant job market. Shall we add manners to the list? Or is a show of respect standing out in the wrong way?
Although I set up a Twitter account in April, I have only used the service to post updates about my wait in line for the Harry Potter book. I have mixed emotions about Twitter. Is Twitter the death of blogging? No, but it solves the human need for instant gratification. There is an art to blogging. A blog post is well thought out and Twitter feels more like vomiting conversation. Neither will replace the other. These applications are just another tool in our communications arsenal.
Starting today I am following the lead of Kami Huyse, Constantin Basturea, Karen Russell, Paull Young and Steve Rubel. Toss me a rope!
Karen suggested I do a Zany post on shoes because it appears shoe hording is my addiction. Shoes are a great indicator of personality. The shoe makes the outfit and I seek out rare finds to fit my daily personality change. Unfortunately, I cannot afford to splurge on Jimmy Choo sandals.
In the fall of 2000, while attending my first annual PRSA conference in Chicago, my friend and I took every spare moment to go shopping. On one of our excursions a gentleman (not an employee) in the shoe section of Saks asked if he could take pictures of my feet wearing different shoes. I obliged the request of the person with the foot/shoes fetish. As much as I pride myself on a clean digital identity, pictures of my feet are probably somewhere out in the sphere.
Some people eat ice cream and greasy food for self reward or when depressed, but I go shoe shopping!
Interesting tips and facts:
Check out this Ad Age article, Case Study: The New Maytag Repairman Owes His Life to Integration. I am reminded of my July 2006 post, How do you juggle or choose between hats?
Me? You're kidding, right?
Step 8 is a second inventory to discover internal work still needed. Drafting an amends list is accepting our part of the issue/event. Overcoming the mental hurdle of accepting willingness forces righteous indignation to bubble up to the surface. This is a must. We need to first work out our part of the problem before proceeding to Step 9. It is time to come to terms with WHAT IS your life, not what you think should be or desire.
Also, don't forget to include yourself on the amends list!
"The truth that makes men free is for the most part the truth which men prefer not to hear." -Lorraine Hansberry
Memes are a fun way to add a human element to your blog. Karen has tagged me!
Eight Random Facts:
Keeping with the education tag selection, the floor is open to my Marcom Colloquy students!
Last night I attempted to catch up on unread blogs and del.icio.us subscriptions. One post caught my eye - The W List Goes Viral-Help Promote Women Who Blog. As I've said before, this topic has its peaks in blogosphere content. Did this post have anything different to say? I have never read the Little Red Suit blog. Now I have and the writer has my attention, but not because of the list. The author's explanation of the blog name added a human element to her writing. Passion fuels a blog.
Step 8: Made a list of all person we had harmed and became willing to make amends to them all.
"To a degree, he has already done this when taking moral inventory, but now the time has come when he ought to redouble his efforts to see how many people he has hurt, and in what ways." (BB)
The moral inventory was taken in Step 4. The inventory included professional and personal experiences. In Step 8, you are not asked to make amends yet. This new list includes many more people than just those in inventory.
Be willing to make amends and the opportunity to do so will follow. Our industry depends on it.
Jim Horton's post, Inconvenient Truth, emphasizes the courage required to improve the industry. "It is easy as PR practitioners to accept "truths" and never question them. It is facile and wrong."
Today's Daily Om was timely.
Same Choices, Same Results (August 9, 2007)
Begetting Change
I watched the launch of Endeavour through the eyes of a six year-old. Holding my breath in anticipation, hearing only the beating of my heart. Teacher-astronaut Barbara Morgan finally fulfilled the dream of Christa McAuliffe and the rest of the fallen Challenger crew.
In 1986, I watched the Challenger explode. My class was gathered around the TV eager to see the first teacher launch into space. Teacher-astronaut Christa McAuliffe was aboard the Challenger Space Shuttle, and died with the rest of the seven member crew when Challenger exploded 73 seconds after launch on January 28, 1986.
Fascinated with space and astronauts at the time, I was quite sure I would be the first female space architect. Even at six I was ambitious! My mom had taken me to see a shuttle touchdown and, as any mom would do, encouraged such learning and growth.
I blocked out what happened 73 seconds after launch on January 28, 1986. According to my mom, the event had a profound effect on me. I was hysterical, cried for days and depressed and clingy for months. No longer would I look or play with anything to do with space and exploration.
This morning my mom sent me an email asking if I was OK after watching the launch. Yes - I wish the crew luck on this endeavour. Follow your own shining star.
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