A few years ago, I was pretty sure I was gonna lose my job. So I got on Linked In. That's the professional equivalent of FaceBook. In the process, I discovered that I was not even qualified to run the job I already had. Lucky, over-promoted. Blown up, under-qualified.
I was wrong back then, I didn't lose my job right then. But I did get canned later, and that was the greatest thing ever, the timing of it. A wonderful gift from above, if you believe in the "above." I sure do believe in it. Lots of things don't "just happen."
I still get Linked In notifications. "You" appeared in 15 searches yesterday. So-and-so has a new contact you may be interested in. All the crap on email. I haven't logged into Linked In in years, no use for it.
I don't give a rat's ass, I'm through working. Never to "work" again. I'm out of the business, that's why they call it "retirement."
If I could only figure out how to cancel my Linked In account, I'll bet it's easy to do. But it's nearly fun to watch, the folks thrashing around trying to impress one another.
I was wrong back then, I didn't lose my job right then. But I did get canned later, and that was the greatest thing ever, the timing of it. A wonderful gift from above, if you believe in the "above." I sure do believe in it. Lots of things don't "just happen."
I still get Linked In notifications. "You" appeared in 15 searches yesterday. So-and-so has a new contact you may be interested in. All the crap on email. I haven't logged into Linked In in years, no use for it.
I don't give a rat's ass, I'm through working. Never to "work" again. I'm out of the business, that's why they call it "retirement."
If I could only figure out how to cancel my Linked In account, I'll bet it's easy to do. But it's nearly fun to watch, the folks thrashing around trying to impress one another.
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