The Art of Turning 40

I'm 40 years old today.  It's a little surreal, but ultimately I feel I've earned it.  But still, how did it happen?  I mean, parents are 40.  Teachers are 40.  The cashier at the grocery story is 40.  Guys like me don't turn 40. Yet here I am.  Forty.  I should be prepared for this;... Continue Reading →


The Not-So-Art of Turning 40

The safe where I work is on the floor.  For many companies - especially retail - this isn't uncommon.  Most are kept up front, behind the registers, but ours is uniquely set several hundred feet away in a back room.  It's quite the trek, but this isn't the problem. The safe being on the floor... Continue Reading →

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