Between a rock and a hard place
I’m not sure where this expression came from, perhaps from when stoning was a societal punishment, but I think I know what it means in these times.
I might survive.
Some people go into business to get rich, but not me, and that’s a good thing because this isn’t the best economy for making a living off regulatory compliance.
Call me Smee.
Theoretically, I’m a SME, a Subject Matter Expert, capitalized and underlined. While not sure of the proper pronunciation of the acronym, it could be Smeh, or Sih-mee
Bald is beautiful.
I like to say that Mother Nature only made a few perfect heads, and the rest she covered with hair. I’m also fond of claiming that high-quality thinking generates electric fields that kill hair follicles.
I love carriers.
I’ve spent most of my professional life as a shipper but I love carriers. Why do I love carriers? Lots of reasons.
The men in the white coats are coming to take you away.
Back in the olden days, when I was a counselor at summer camp, Sea Dog and I used to have a little routine whenever someone did something memorably idiotic.
I own an English to English dictionary.
Heck, I wrote it. You may have heard the United Kingdom and the United States referred to as “two countries divided by a common language”.
I thought I was wrong once, but I was mistaken.
“Hey, Gene,” I was told, “you missed the point on that reverse logistics column you wrote.”
Madam, I’m Adam.
Oops, I wrote that backward. It should have read madA m’I ,madaM. Oh, wait, if we ignore the punctuation marks and spaces, it still says the same thing!
For the next 60 seconds you may think of anything you want, except Pink Elephants.