Time to Toot My Horn
Today’s luncheon was a smash success, the social event of the utility season. The theme and décor elicited oooohs and ahhhhs … the creative brilliance of my PowerPoint presentation and soundtrack were applauded … and the message was delivered and received well. (Modest one, aren't I? Deal with it.)
The accolades didn’t stop there, dear readers. At the end of the program, I was (surprisingly, but deservedly) awarded our excellence award … because I’m just that damn fabulous. It’s one of those management honors that matters only within the halls of your organization … but I felt like the homecoming queen for a brief moment. Even our (damn handsome Southern gentleman of a) CEO came by later to personally congratulate me on my big win and fabulous party. The glass piece will look good next to my 2004 Quality Award … once I get my desk cleaned off.
The accolades didn’t stop there, dear readers. At the end of the program, I was (surprisingly, but deservedly) awarded our excellence award … because I’m just that damn fabulous. It’s one of those management honors that matters only within the halls of your organization … but I felt like the homecoming queen for a brief moment. Even our (damn handsome Southern gentleman of a) CEO came by later to personally congratulate me on my big win and fabulous party. The glass piece will look good next to my 2004 Quality Award … once I get my desk cleaned off.
The Excellence AwardBy Georgia-renown glassblower (and fellow CHS grad) Thom Lillie
Now I'm headed home to sleep off (and drink away) the last six months.
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