Thanks for hosting this week's episode, Joyce!
I won't lie .. it's sort of a heady feeling to be 'interviewed'!
What would you say is your strongest sense?
'Have to admit, my hearing's pretty acute.
I try not to let on ... especially at the office, where my desk sits only a few feet from our G.M.'s door.
(Unfortunately, that came back to bite me recently. I overhead something that upset me greatly. In the long run, it wasn't worth calling her on it -- and in so doing, showing my hand!)
Do you believe in the idea of a 'sixth sense'? Why, or why not?
Yes. But I'm disappointed not to have experienced it personally.
Just watch our fur babies! If they don't like someone, it's usually with good reason!!!
When do you most feel like a slave to time? Explain.
At my workplace. When our company was acquired by the Really.Big.Corporation, they were wonderfully generous -- my salary and benefits remained unchanged.
However, my once 'exempt' position became 'non-exempt', and I had to begin using a time clock.
Unfortunately, not 6 months later I was among a half-dozen associates given verbal warnings because "in the space of one pay period we had taken three or more 29-minute lunch breaks -- instead of the 30-minute breaks afforded us by law."
(Yes, I'm serious.)
To this day, when I clock-out for lunch I set the timer on my phone!
Have you ever worked in a restaurant? Nope.
How would you rate the experience?
If you could own a restaurant, what kind would it be?
I would love to own and operate a homey, 'comfort food' joint! (Pardon the cliche.)
DH and I used to enjoy going to such a place in the north valley each Saturday morning. A no-frills little spot with Formica tables situated too-close to one another.
The food's awesome and many of the same wait staff have been there 13-14 years now.
"Where everybody knows your name ..."
Ya. THAT sort of spot!
Ever traced your family tree? Share something interesting you learned there.
Thankfully, both my mother and father were careful custodians of their heritage.
There's little in the way of surprises, but I'm humbled at my ancestors' (seemingly) simple tastes and their work ethic.
What did your childhood bedroom look like?
I don't think my parents ever took photos of
their 2nd floor!
Mine was a narrow, spare space with pale yellow walls, crisp white percale curtains, one of these ...
one of these ...
and a striped steamer blanket.
(The same one sitting on our guests's bed right now!)
Anyone who knows me, knows I love .....
My son-n'-family, my blogging family, red wine, cold weather, and SEC football: "War Eagle!"
.... and cheesecake!
Insert your own random thought, here:
Hugs from Phoenix!