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it’s apocalypse week on emmanation

Thursday, July 29th, 2010

The reasons that I would rock the apocalypse like it was a 1982 casbah:

  1. As a small person, I could hide under or behind things that larger people couldn’t. Like rocks. And trees. And Army tanks. Also? I don’t have to eat very much.
  2. My dogs (obviously I wouldn’t go anywhere without them).
    1. They can find food from a half mile away, and they’re totally willing to share with me.
    2. They TOTALLY hate zombies and would kick the shit out of one if necessary. (I have no proof of this, but I think it’s a pretty safe assumption.)
    3. When it’s cold we could all snuggle.
    4. They would help keep me clean. With their tongues. (What? It’s not gross! They have clean mouths, and if I had to chose between being pretty with a little dog spit or all dirty I’d definitely go with the former.)
    5. I could stack them up on my head and people would think I was a) a monster or b) insane. Either way, they’d stay far away.
  3. My semi-problematic shopaholism/hoarding would mean that anything I might ever need, I’d probably have. For example, I have pans big enough to cook a human leg. Should the need arise. Which it wouldn’t. But still.

The reasons the apocalypse would turn me into a snivelling baby in 2.3 seconds flat:

  1. If there were bombs, they would probably ruin all the wine. And the grape vines. And then? NO MORE WINE.
  2. Probably? The same bombs that ruined the wine? Would also ruin the internet. NO MORE INTERNET.
  3. I only have six remaining pairs of contact lenses. After that, I’d have to wear MY GLASSES.

Clearly, all of those are tragedies. You can tell because I capitalized them – that’s the blogger code for tragedy. If you didn’t already know that, you’re welcome.

If we’re voting, I’m going to say ‘no’ on the apocalypse thing.

P.S. Every single time I’ve typed apocalypse in this post, I spelled it apolcalypse and had to go back and fix it. Stupid fingers.

On being a good employer

Wednesday, July 14th, 2010

I’m not going to name names. Where I work doesn’t matter (and if you know me personally and know where it is, then shhhh. I don’t want any defamation lawsuits or angry CEOs coming after me with baseball bats because that’s totally what CEOs do when they have a problem with someone.)

As I’m leaving, though, I have some thoughts for this dear former-in-12-work-days employer of mine.

When I started here, I was in love with it. It’s a big campus with a Starbucks, a gym, a cafeteria, and posters of men ripping open their jackets all superman style to show tee shirts with our logo underneath.

I liked that there were articles in our monthly employee publication with titles like “A Sense of Community”. Hell, I liked that there were monthly publications just for the employees. I truly enjoyed some of the more irritating sides of corporate america, like the dress code and the hallway promises to ‘grab some coffee and sync up’.

Cut me some slack, it was new to me. This company is 20+ times the size of my last one.

However, there are some things we do here that no one should do. Here are just a few – if you or your company is doing any of these, stop. For the love of all that is holy, just stop.

1) Starting meetings ten minutes late.

I wish I was kidding, I really do. The rule of thumb seems to be that the meeting start time (say, 4 pm) is the time to stop whatever you were doing before. If you were answering emails, you stop at 4, and THEN you go print what you need for your meeting, THEN you grab your coffee, THEN you go to the meeting room.
I can’t even tell you how many empty rooms I sat in for my first six months here, wondering where the hell everyone was.

1b) Forbidding laptops in meetings.

While this may make sense from a time management perspective (until you see 1c, at least), it does not make sense from a wasting a fucking ridiculous amount of paper perspective. It’s not just meeting attendees that don’t bring laptops – it’s organizers and presenters too. My floor has 12 hallways, each with 12 offices. We share one projector.
Have a presentation you want to share at a meeting?
Go ahead and print that sucker out. It’s 32 slides and there are ten attendees? So? Print away! That’s what trees are FOR, amirite?

1c) Encouraging the use of Blackberries and iPhones during meetings.

If the point of not bringing the laptop (that we all have) to the meeting is to minimize distractions, then why the hell are we all on our bberries and iphones all the time? It comes from the top down – my boss does it, his boss does it, ad infinitum. When something important does actually get said, it has to be repeated several times before everyone in the room catches it.

2) Pick a level of transparency and stick with it.

Our stated goal is full transparency. All employees are shareholders, and our rule of thumb is don’t do anything you’d be ashamed to see on the front page of the Wall Street Journal the next day.
With 5000 employees, full transparency isn’t possible. We can’t all be in on the decision making process, and I think we all know that.
However, insisting that there is nothing to know right up until 30% of the workforce is cut is ZERO transparency. If that’s the way you want to roll, that’s fine – those are decisions the company leaders should be making. Just don’t tell us we know everything and then whomp us like that. It’s mean.

3) Stealing vacation.

Perhaps stealing is too harsh a word. Um… what would the word be for taking away earned vacation? Confiscating? Confiscating vacation! At the end of every year and when someone quits!
Yeah, don’t do that. I know there are financial reasons blahblahblah but it’s MY VACATION DAMN IT.

This one is a little personal, perhaps.

There you go. From the trenches, the three things you shouldn’t do to your employees. We end up confused, worried, undervacationed, and eventually dead from global warming because all the trees are gone.

the proposal

Thursday, June 10th, 2010

Ahh proposals.

If you haven’t seen this  and you don’t feel like watching it, all you need to know is that it’s an all-singing all-dancing fully coreographed nutball proposal in Madison Park (wherever that is). A fellow leads his girlfriend into the park, sits her down, does some wacky Monkees-cept-alone style walking, grabs a mic, and the fun begins.

If it sounds like I’m being a little snarky, I am. (If it doesn’t sound like I’m being snarky, go back and read it again except using a snarky voice in your head – that should help.) The amount of work that he put into this is astounding, don’t get me wrong. He clearly wanted it to be an unforgettable moment for her, for him…. and for several hundred strangers.

A couple of weeks ago I heard a girl on a call-in radio show complaining that her boyfriend had turned to her while they were watching television and said ‘I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Will you marry me?’ As she’d always dreamed of an elaborate proposal, she was kind of pissed. Her view was that if he didn’t know that about her, then it wasn’t the real her he was proposing to. If it was that important to her, I understand her point.

So here we have two different stories of engagements, as opposite as they can be when the person doing the proposing is also the person having the penis.

Full disclosure: I was proposed to several years ago, in what may be the most poorly thought out surprise proposal ever. The chain of events went like this: Mohawk had Amy Tan write ‘Emma, Mohawk wants to know if you’ll marry him. Best of Luck, Amy Tan” inside a copy of The Joy Luck Club. Mohawk hid the book in a bag of mine, overestimating how often I used said bag. Mohawk and I broke up and he moved to Minnesota to help take care of his ill father. I started dating someone else. THEN – I found the book. Nice, right? I didn’t end up having to say no (which, sadly, I would have) because of the time that had passed – thank god for that, at least.

There’s just something about a proposal that kills me. The pressure that is placed on men to make it perfect and unique – the pressure that is placed on women to wait for it and respond appropriately – the clamoring of others to hear exactly how it happened. Not to mention the expectations surrounding traditions, including the paternal permission and ring things.

So, without further ado (because obviously there has been plenty of ado already), my suggestions for a perfect proposal.

General

  1. If you’re a woman and a) you think you and your boyfriend are there and b) you wouldn’t mind if he didn’t do the asking, consider doing it yourself. Keep in mind that he will have to tell people that you asked him, which some men will handle better than others – but since you know your boyfriend better than I do (hopefully), you probably already thought of that. I’m not saying do it for women’s lib – I’m just saying don’t NOT do it because you don’t think you can.
  2. If you’re going to make it personal, this is not the time to guess – ask your partner’s friends or family if you don’t know what his or her preference in something is. Example: I’d never actually read The Joy Luck Club. While I do love books, Mohawk clearly had no idea which books.
  3. If you’re going to make it public, please consider your partner’s tolerance for public attention. In my experience it’s rare that both people in a relationship have the same level of gregariousness, and what seems appropriate to you might make him or her cry. And not in a good way.
  4. The why is always more important than the how. If you want to be with your partner for the rest of your life because he makes you feel better just by being there, or because she makes you feel safe, or because he is the funniest mofo you ever met, that is what will resonate. The Youtube video is for other people.

When proposing to a woman

  1. Don’t do it when she’s dirty, or stinky, hasn’t brushed her teeth. There are exceptions, but the last thing she’s going to want to do is leave your side to get cleaned up, and she’s going to want pictures. (Ht to Queen B for this one.)
  2. You do not have to spend two months salary on a ring. DeBeers is fucking with you, trust me. Consider skipping the ring all together – feel her out on it. Think of what else you could do with that money! Just mention that the ring is basically a downpayment on her virginity and ask if she’s ok with that. Do consider some kind of token though – a necklace, a tattoo, whatever fits with your relationship.
  3. The scoreboard at a sporting event is not appropriate.

When proposing to a man

  1. Look hot. While I’m sure he loves you for your mind, humor, whatever, looking hot will only make it a better memory. Plus, if he says yes, you are definitely going to have sex. Just sayin’.
  2. Don’t buy him a ring. Seriously. Men were not indoctrinated into the ‘and then he gave me the ring’ thing the way women were – it will be sort of awkward.
  3. The scoreboard at a sporting event is not appropriate.

There you go. If you follow these 10 easy guidelines, any proposal you make will probably not make it onto Youtube…. but it will probably be something you and your future spouse will remember for the rest of your lives. Now go forth and multiply …. or something.

*UPDATE: When I went to post this on Facebook, I saw that a couple of friends of mine announced their engagement this morning. Congratulations Jeb and Julie!

strengths

Wednesday, June 9th, 2010

Remember when I posted about how I just lurve to be labelled? My sweetheart Queen B and I took the Strengthsfinder test together a few years ago, and she recently posted about her strengths and why they make her an awesome person to know.

I figured my strengths are pretty cool too, so let the copycatting commence.

1. Empathy

Basically what this means is that I’m psychic about feelings. That’s right – I know how you feel. Keep that in mind next time you’re clearly upset because I let my dogs do something you don’t approve of in your house and you tell me you’re fine (coughCrockettcough).

2. Input

“People strong in this theme have a craving to collect information”. See, Mr. Boss Man? When I read the internet while I’m at work it isn’t because I’m bored, it’s because input is my strength!

3. Adaptability

These are go-with-the-flow people. Clearly, this is wrong. I have never gone with a flow in my life. Unless it’s my flow and I’ve planned it out in advance.

4. Command

My command is the reason I’m so bossy. No, really, my friend Suz said so and she’s a trained Strengthsfinder person.

5. Individualization

I can tell that individual people are different and have difference motivations and reactions. Apparently some people can’t – so if you’re looking for a friend to recognize you, as an individual, I’m your girl. I know you’re you, honey, and I love you for it.

See? Don’t you feel like you know me better now? If you’ve done Strengthsfinder, I would love to hear your strengths. Hell, even if you haven’t, chime in with what you think they are. A full list plus descriptions are available here.

words with friends

Thursday, June 3rd, 2010

I haven’t made any new friends since Star and I wrote the original ‘wanna be my friend’ quiz (well, except male friends, but male friends are a totally different breed that need their own questions*), which is good because we have some changes to make.

Star is getting her hair cut and colored today, and we’ve spent several hours over the last few days looking at pictures of cuts, do’s, and streaks. This is a big step for her (she’s working on being more intentional with her appearance), so we want to get it right.

Then, in an IM conversation, she pointed out that one of the traits a rockin’ friend has to have is the ability to be on your decision making committee. When talking appearance, jobs, moves, whatever, your friends need to be able to give you enough feedback to help you make the right decisions without bossing your ass around (usually the side I err on).

Now, courtesy of Star and I, the questions you’ll need to ask to discover a) if your new friend should be on your decision making committee, and b) if you should be on hers.

For questions 1-6 please see the earlier post.

7) Do you think you know what you really look like?

If no, do you think you’re prettier in your head or prettier in real life?

8) Constructive criticism. Can you

a) give it?

b) take it?

9) How many people have to tell you something is a bad idea before you’ll give up on it?

10) How many people have to tell you something is a good idea before you’ll agree to give it a shot?

11) Are you able to determine if someone has bathed recently just from a photo?

a) What if the photo has been photoshopped?

b) What if the photo is of Megan Fox and you’re distracted by her uberhot hair?

12) Do you tend to think your friends are more beautiful the more you get to know them?

13) Do you give backhanded compliments

a) to your friends?

b) to your acquaintances?

c) to douchecanoes you know?

d) to people who aren’t smart enough to realize that they’re not just regular compliments?

14) Whose opinion do you respect more, people you know well or casual acquaintances, with regard to

a) your appearance?

b) your cleanliness?

c) your love life?

And finally:

15) Do you think making a dramatic change in your appearance will lead to a dramatic change in your self image/self confidence/life?

Answer any or all in comments, please – Star and I will start it off, but I want to hear what y’all think (since obviously you are all my friends).

*The only question I ask prospective male friends is:

1) Do you want to sleep with me?

a) If so, can you keep it to yourself? Neither I nor Crockett want to know about it, so if you spill we probably can’t be friends anymore.

b) If not, why not? Are you gay? Am I not pretty enough? What’s wrong with me (and/or you)???