Archive of: Business Casual

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Blowing Your Own Horn

Blowing Your Own Horn

On a good day, I can drive downtown from my office in Norcross in about 25 minutes; but this was not a good day. I was running late, on my way to a luncheon gathering at the World Congress Center with several hundred other people.

January 2006
Milking the Cobra

Milking the Cobra

A particularly memorable experience with the Marlon Perkins Theory of Effective Management Delegation (so named by a copy editor I worked with) occurred when a former boss signed me up to accompany him on a speaking engagement to a prison journalism class at the San Francisco City Jail.

December 2005
The Chip Shot

The Chip Shot

It happened pretty fast, but this is the sequence of events as I recall them: I walked out the kitchen door headed for the office one morning, realized almost immediately that I'd forgotten something and walked back inside.

November 2005
Cresent City Connections

Cresent City Connections

A friend observes that every Southerner has a connection of some kind to New Orleans, and I think he is right. Whether you grew up there, lived there, visited there or just loved knowing that New Orleans existed, it was hard to watch the coverage of Hurricane Katrina and its painful, disastrous aftermath.

October 2005
Love It or Love It

Love It or Love It

I'm not sure I can name another profession outside of journalism whose practitioners are such accomplished and vocal complainers; nor do I know of another profession whose practitioners so love what they do.

September 2005
Book Sense

Book Sense

One of the best high school classroom memories I have is senior English and the wonderful woman who was our teacher.

August 2005
Out to the Ball Game

Out to the Ball Game

There were other Braves fans at Shea Stadium on the very cold Monday night in late April we had chosen to watch our guys take on the Mets - but not many of them. And those who were there were not making much noise.

July 2005
Going to Town

Going to Town

The reliable old No. 2 bus operated by the pre-MARTA Atlanta Transit System rumbled from Decatur, via Ponce de Leon Avenue and Peachtree Street, to downtown Atlanta in about 20 minutes.

June 2005
Tough Enough

Tough Enough

At a place I once worked, some of the guys used to throw a football around the office from time to time, ostensibly as a way of relieving tension or relaxing a little in the midst of a hectic workday.

May 2005
The Emptied Nest

The Emptied Nest

The most dramatic and immediate effect on the nest that emptied when our daughter went off to college a few years ago was the quiet. Everything stopped.

April 2005
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