My neighbors have a dog who is quite an escape artist in her old age. Last time she escaped? It was the dog sitter’s fault. This time? It was an invisible fence failure. The family wasn’t home, and I found the dog darting back and forth across a country road. I called the dog’s name and she jumped…
I’ve been asked two questions about HR certifications, this week. Here is the first one. I’ve seen you post a few times about worthwhile/non-worthwhile HR credentialing. I’m not credentialed at all, but I’d like to be so that I don’t look like an uneducated asshole. Which one would you recommend for someone who has been…
I’m not a big fan of Hey Soul Sister. That’s too bad because my dear friend, Sarah White, loves that song. I heard that song for the first time, years ago, after I turned off my car but left my headlights on during a long phone conversation in a parking lot outside of my gym. I…
Weddings are so fun. I was lucky enough to attend a dear friend’s wedding in Chapel Hill. The ceremony and reception did not disappoint. Family members and friends came together and socialized. I eavesdropped on private conversations between partners who thought no one was listening. And I watched people dance on the dance floor. So…
The Glass Closet: Why Coming Out Is Good Business is one of the most important books I have read in years. John Browne, the former CEO of BP, was outed in 2007 when a former lover sold his story to a British newspaper. Even though the relationship occurred between two consenting adults, Browne didn’t survive…
Sometimes I am afraid that I might be the last to know. The last to know what? I dunno. Nothing in particular. Everything. My fear of being the last to know is my emotional blind spot. An emotional blind spot is an area in your life where your judgment is impaired, obstructed or obscured. When…
This week is the fifth anniversary of my friend’s suicide. Time flies when you are dead. Mike Powroznyk was a childhood friend, a writer, and one hell of a human being. When he liked you, he really liked you. He was invested in you. It wasn’t enough to send letters or email messages. He wanted to…
I flew to New York City on July 6, 2004 with a Coach briefcase full of anxiety. I didn’t want to work in human resources. I never wanted to work for Pfizer. But I was twenty-nine years old with no purpose in life. I was just sitting around, killing time and waiting for the world…
You ever wonder what recruiting and marketing professionals talk about via email? We talk about a lack of inspirational quotes in our industry. No, really. This is true. Who works hard to inspire us, dammit? (Nobody, that’s who.) So I grabbed a bunch of photos and had some fun. Enjoy! You feeling inspired? Make your…
Some of my readers know me as a former human resources lady. Some of you know me as a blogger. But a surprising number of my readers are senior executives and communications experts who found me through my work with The Conference Board. For five years, I wrote a column in The Conference Board Review that…
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