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Corporate Dee

Been there, done that, so am doing it again in retirement. My partner is an exceptional individual, I know because I married him nearly 15 years ago.

It’s a bit different than being a blogger, writer, and “dog lady.” We’ll see. It is always exciting, enervating and frustrating to deal with a start-up, no matter how simple. Government is incessantly demanding money and so are middle-men. Who knows when this certificate or that tax filing will be due?

Instead of calling me the dog lady, I should have been the Bylaws Queen. I can whip them into shape with the help of the Chairman and two Parliamentarians in four months, after hours. Then be grilled by a board member who graced us with her presence only at one meeting, only to tell me I’m not an attorney. As she was a newbie, I introduced her to my compatriots who were all at the table, went through the changes and the new bylaws were passed unanimously. I don’t know if she abstained or not, but she never returned and was cut from the board.

I don’t know how good I am at paperwork these days but I was always good on various boards at knowing when an idea was ripe and forming it into a motion that would pass. Of course I could only do that as a member, not as a consultant or staff.

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I took a spill last week, feet from the grocery store where I went to get one thing, dishwashing detergent. Planted my face in the pavement. I just got off using a straw yesterday so no more chocolate milk and applesauce or milkshakes with banana.

There’s been little mobility as my knees are severely bruised with accumulated fluid, until yesterday when my husband set up a stand under my desk with a pillow atop to keep my legs level, so I could write this and do research. It is tough for me to get up to our bed (the dog likes my spot) but it looks like healing is in progression though it’ll take weeks or even months. Of course my husband bought me a folding cane, which I will not use.

It is time for a change of bandages. I’m on it. Cheers! Dee

Corporate Care

I awaken at or about 3:00 in the morning. It used to be the time I wrote my best ideas, left them on a pad on my nightstand, and went back to sleep with my cats at my feet.

Oh, those warm fuzzies. Now it’s more nightmare time. Our hipless wonder dog jumps off the bed as soon as she sees sunlight or I turn on the television. She burrows underneath the bed, beneath my pillow, so I cannot go anywhere without her knowledge and approval. TV on, I only see ads to send one’s elderly parents to “caring” facilities that may or may not accept Medicare.

Today I’ve a private pet-sitter who will take good care of our dog. I also have a vet and other contacts for emergency information and care. Then I went to a corporate pet day care and overnight operation. Their questions are intrusive. They require a trainer-conducted supervisory visit then say anything that happens is my and my dog’s fault.

What ever happened to customer service? I lease an expensive apartment and they tell me what to do. I have a maid and she tells me what she’ll do and how she needs to be paid. I’ve a vet assistant who tells me to follow my dog around with a ladle, catch her pee and refrigerate it then take it in within 24 hours to be scanned, and don’t worry, I don’t have to bother the vet. Bother my vet? Please.

I’m hiring you. I tell you what I want and pay you for it. If I want the walls green, please don’t paint them blue then tell me to get out of the house for 12 hours and pay you cash for what you did wrong.

People around here like us and our old dog. We don’t ask much of anyone, although I would love to go back to the days when we never locked the house or cars, and dogs could run after a ball or stick without a $290 ticket.

Forgive me if I’d rather deal with individuals than corporations. Yes, I may be hurt from time to time but tend to be a good judge of character. When I hire someone, individual or corporation, I set the rules. Dee