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Customer Service Purgatory

I spent a good hour in customer service purgatory the other day. The guy at the other end was super nice and tried very hard to be helpful, but he…

I’d Rather Get a Root Canal

One of the jokes I tell too often, still expecting a laugh is: “I’d rather get a root canal than be doing” whatever it is than I am currently doing. …

Guardian Demons

Nice is, well, nice, but sometimes it honestly doesn’t get the job done. “Why don’t you sit down for a moment?” “Why don’t you let me do that?” “You’ve been…

Love is a Whole Thing

My dog, Lincoln, seems to have a sense for when I want[1] to get up.  I might be on the sofa, and as soon as my weight shifts he hops…

The South Makes Fun of Itself

I have lived in the south for the vast majority of my life, but I do not consider myself a native southerner.  There are many things that I love about…

Every Month is Pride Month

I first published this years ago. I was nervous about it, given the conservative values of the community I live in. I’m happy (proud?) to say that the response was…

I’d Like to Buy the World a Macie

I have a friend who, for purposes of this story, we will call Mandi.  Mandi and her office friends treat themselves, from time to time, to Starbucks.  One of them…

Forced Friendliness

I was in a cab[1] going from the airport to my hotel.  The driver was a friendly guy, asking me about my trip, where I was from.  He pointed out…

Stress Free Entertainment

My life is fairly stressful.  I know, I know.  I’m not alone.  We’ve all got our stuff to worry about.  Health, family,  jobs, burnout, money, politics, sports teams behaving as…

Alternative Dispute Resolution

War has got to be the stupidest way imaginable to resolve disputes.  I mean, think about it.  If you had two six-year-olds on a school playground arguing about whose turn…

Life, Love, and La Boheme

I saw La Boheme at the Atlanta Opera the other night.[1]  La Boheme, by Giacomo Puccini[2] is one of the most popular operas and likely, even if you hate opera,…

You Do Your Job, I Do Mine

I got my nails done the other day, which I’m sure you don’t care about because, well, why would you.  But it makes a good prelude to my point, so…