fake a kid?

A friend sent this link to me a while ago and i just stumbled across it again and i laughed out loud. This is one of the best worst ideas i have ever had the pleasure to see/read about it! how brilliant is this concept!?

create a fake child at work so that you can have all the perks of the moms and dads you work with… epic winning!

it does, however, pose an ethical question (though one may argue that “all is far in love, war …and business,” so ethics isn’t an issue). is a co-workers honesty called into question when they “have to pick up a child from dance class” and manage to get out of a tedious meeting? is a bosses character in jeopardy when he or she must sneak, i mean leave, work early because their child has a runny nose? no  and no! so why can’t i have the perks of child-excuses without the muss and fuss of a child? 

all joking aside, i think this idea is hilarious! i don’t have the guts to do it, but the evil genius who thought of this should be commended! 

p.s. – i really don’t begrudge all the moms and dads out there that have kids issues and therefore must alter their work life, i promise!

I am young

i live in two works. in one world (alpha), i’m young. in the other (beta), i’m old.

In my alpha world, i’m a energetic 24-year-old with a new husband and a new-ish job. i’m a volunteer for my church’s youth group. i’m an aspiring writer. i’m a average ultimate frisbee player. i love sitting in the sun and reading a good book. i play in the rain. i’m a bargain shopper and an avid coffee drinker. i drive an old Honda Accord that is dented and rusting, but has a great stereo. i’m a career neophyte. i’m a dreamer. i’m sensitive and a hard-ass at the same time. i have opinions. i’m still learning. i listen to music at work. i don’t understanding how things work. volunteering isn’t as high on my to-do list as other things. i prefer texting to phone calls. i love photography. i’m motivated to do more, to be more, to live more.

in my beta world, i have no such luxuries. there is little-to-no room for error. my colleagues (all from seven to 40 years my senior) seem to forget that i’m young. my mistakes are published. my errors are seemingly monumental. asking questions doesn’t help. i’m blamed when other forget what they said or told me. responsibility is my middle name. i have some (restricted) creative freedom. i bypassed many intro career steps. i never had to deal with a mediocre job. i feel like a fish out of water. and there is another level to my beta world… the life i’m supposed to appear to live. what i mean by that is this: someone in my career shouldn’t drive a beat up Honda or dress in sale clothing. regardless of the truth in this statement, this is how i am made to feel. someone in my position shouldn’t live where i do or pack their lunch for work. someone in my position should do ABC not XYZ (yet i happen to love XYZ).

how do i reconcile my two worlds? others my age have entry-level career jobs and are working their way up the ladder. not me. i’m already up the ladder in Fort Wayne. don’t misunderstand, i’m honored and humbled by the position i was entrusted with so young! it’s been a challenge and i love (most of) it! i’m part of what i always thought i wanted to be a part of! but there is that part of me that is hurt by that lack of consideration by those around me (remember that sensitive part…). i have a thick skin and can take a lot, but when i’m lectured for things that i didn’t know i didn’t know, how is that my crime?  

when i’m a seasoned career woman, i won’t forget this stage of my life. i will remember that at one time i was young and no one recognized that fact because i was a young woman stuck in a veteran position – a position typically earned, not granted (again, not complaining at all! just expressing in a blog that which i can’t speak of in by beta world). i will recognize the truth of the youth around me. 

i should also probably point out that i don’t want special treatment. i don’t want to be coddled and excused for my errors. see the fine line i walk!? i don’t want my wrongs to be excused by the “oh she’s young” line, i just want to be able to learn without my learning being mocked! i don’t want my time to be bogarted because it can be. 

my alpha and beta worlds may never mesh. but i wish they could. i wish i didn’t feel so torn by the life i want to and actually do live and the life i’m supposed to live. 

My world of file folders

i live in a color-coded world of file folders. red folder means this. blue folder means this. yellow. orange. etc. the rainbow list isn’t endless, but it’s extensive. 

i’ve always been an organized person; this isn’t a new concept for me. what is new is actually appreciating that aspect of my quirky personality and the desire to enhance that trait. i have found myself using organizational tools that were hitherto unnecessary. i find myself implementing a strict schedule that goes so far as to list what i will place on social media and when i will post it! for those of you NOT in charge of the social media for your company or business or NOT concerned about social media marketing at all, this might sound crazy, but i’m completely serious. 

Rabbit Trail:
as my company prepares for a new website with far more options and possibilities, i have prepared by putting together a calendar of online marketing, blogging and SM (social media). its not a complicated calendar, but it is detailed. i never thought my life would come to that. don’t misunderstand, i’m not complaining, i’m just shocked! i love details, but i now abide by them. this goes back to my notion that i live in two worlds, but that’s a blog for another time…

Back to my rainbow world…
it’s distracting sometimes to find myself scheduling to organize and prepare for the next day. i think if i had done this in college (at least more so than i did) i would have been more successful. what i have learned in my year in the “real world” thus far has led me to believe that had if i were to go back to college now i would kick ass as a student. do we send students to college to soon? probably yes. do we demand that they decide on a career to early? yes. 

if i’m honest, i’m not sure i had a point in this blog more than to admit my baffled and confused nature. i never expected to find myself so structured. i thought (and to some extent was [more than most students anyway]) that since i was so structured in high school and college, i think i figured “real life” wouldn’t be like that. but it is. you may laugh to yourself and think “oh naive little girl” but it’s true. and now each day is dictated by the movement through my color-coded office space and governed by my ability to make any number of projects move forward gracefully and seamlessly. i can’t imagine being blind! those colors simplify my world! those details keep me on track. 

in short, my file folder universe keeps me from spinning out of control.