When I was in college, I got a part time job working at the Banana Republic Outlet in Commerce, GA. I just so happened to be shopping there with my college roommate, and the manager there recruited us. I liked the clothes, wanted the discount, and needed a job, so I thought, “Why not?” I ended up working for the company for over five years, and before I left, I had worked my way up from part-time sales associate to…
Pssst. Lean in. I got something to tell you. It’s a secret. Promise you won’t tell anyone else? Come in closer. Let me whisper it in your ear. You ready? It’s going to be a shocker! Pinky promise me not to repeat it to anyone else. Here it is. I’m not perfect. Yes, I realize you already knew that. So, it’s not really a secret, but for someone like me, this is quite disturbing. What do I mean “like me”?…
You know that old saying, “Practice makes perfect”? Apparently it does not apply to me! Haha! Last week, I took a break from team-teaching at Jazzercise because I had volunteered to work at vacation Bible school (aka VBS) for my church. VBS engulfed all my morning hours, and I knew myself well enough to know that I would be too exhausted to want to teach in the afternoon. In some ways, I became anti-social in the evening after being surrounded…