The 100 year-old Business Plan

Sharing this from a friend, one of the most savvy business people I know. This is dead-solid-perfect!

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I recently came across these five paragraphs and immediately thought to myself, “This author is really tuned into business in 2014!”  Would you believe the plan was written over 100 years ago?

The lack of opportunity is ever the excuse of a weak, vacillating mind.

Opportunities! Every life is full of them. Every lesson in school or college is an

opportunity. Every examination is a chance in life. Every patient is an opportunity.

Every newspaper article is an opportunity. Every client is an opportunity. Every

sermon is an opportunity. Every business transaction is an opportunity,  an

opportunity to be polite, an opportunity to be [humanly], an opportunity to be

honest, an opportunity to make friends. Every proof of confidence in you is a great

opportunity. Every responsibility thrust upon your strength and your honor is

priceless. Existence is the privilege of effort, and when that privilege is met like a

[person], opportunities…

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Meant to be?

Meant to be

She bolted up the stairs, two-at-a-time. She dashed across the foyer and out the front door, all before he even reached the top of the stairs. He watched from the portal as  she ran across the front yard and into the street.

His head was spinning with questions and confusion. The taste of her lips against his was still fresh as she disappeared around the corner, sprinting towards her house, just down the block. He remained in the doorway for some time after she was gone, wanting to follow her but thinking better of it. What would he say anyway? The were Best Friends. They were young, only 17. The kiss had been impulsive, unexpected and would never be spoken of again. For 45 years they would lead very separate lives.

Somehow, if after all the time the were to meet again, would they look each other in the eyes and be curious if things between them had really happened as they were meant to be. No matter how many years remain in his life, he will always wonder what would have happened if he had only run after her.

 

Chief Cook and TOILET-WASHER !

 

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DISGUSTING! I’m not a fan of house-cleaning. Actually, never have been but hey, I’m a guy, I could live in a moldy cave as long as I could watch football! See, that’s the other thing I’m not a fan of; stereotypes. Wasn’t the phrase most commonly used to describe “housewives;” Chief Cook and Bottle-Washer? At least that’s what I learned at an early age.

Well, since I haven’t had a “real” job in the past 9 months, and since my lovely wife is now toiling 8 to 5, I have become the designated cook and house-cleaner. I find this to be so ironic because for my entire life my job has been to make a mess. I’m really good at it and, according to my wife, I’m bloody awesome at the task! Worst job I’ve ever had in my life, this cleaning gig. So many “rules.” Why can’t I dust with my hand only? Is a “dust cloth” with some Pledge really going to get the dust off any better than my hand. Vacuum? You want me to vacuum HOW OFTEN? And, seriously, I need sweep the floor then wash the floor with soapy water, THEN wash it again with clean water? INSANITY!

Then it hit me. My Mom. From the time I was born until the sad, sad day that she dies, she has been cleaning up after me and my siblings. No she didn’t have a “career,” we were her job. She never had a day off because our full-time job was creating dirt and mess and chaos, 24/7. When my father came home, she got to deal with a part-time mess-maker. He was an amateur compared to us kids.  Yes, she was the “Chief-Cook and Bottle-Washer” of our family. My father said so, often.

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Mom at 84 years young.

 

Mom at 20 years young.

Mom at 20 years young.

Fortunately, we are now an enlightened society. We understand the value of providing our families with a clean and safe home. We applaud those who put their own needs aside and engage in a lifetime of service to their family, friends and relatives.

I realized, while my Platex-gloved hands were deep under the rim, scrubbing who-knows-what out of our guest toilet, that I didn’t remember ever saying “Thank You” to my Mom. “Thank You,” for countless dinners cooked, endless clothes cleaned, too many wounds bandaged and blood cleaned. “Thank you” for making my bed (yeah, I was spoiled) and never telling my father what you found under the mattress. “Thank You” for football team dinners and broken windows you fixed. “Thank You” for all the times you didn’t let me know that I had made you cry.

I just picked up the phone and called my Mom. She’s 2,300 miles away and I didn’t want to take the chance that she’d never hear me say “Thank You.” She didn’t let me know on the phone but I think I made her cry … again.

My Mom and me.

My Mom and me.

Your Account Has Been Compromised CHANGE YOUR PASSWORD NOW!

The recent incidents of massive data theft by hackers from enormous companies and organizations like Target and the IRS, to name just two, really got me thinking more about security on the internet. I decided it was time to actually read the warnings and disclaimers in the mandatory Privacy and Usage Policies of all the unique sites I utilize. This was not the best idea I have ever had. To my surprise I regularly use one-hundred-forty-one (141) unique sites which require passwords. That’s a huge amount of “legalese” requiring numerous references to my Webster’s New World Dictionary.

Honestly, I get it; all the double-speak and repetition has a purpose and is designed to make you feel well protected in your online universe. So many of the policies are laboriously long, annoyingly redundant and ridiculously intimidating that the average person might read 100% of one or two of them. They certainly aren’t going to read 100% of 141 of them! UNTIL THERE IS A PROBLEM and by then it’s too late.

After all my reading, I walked away with two pieces of advice that are pretty universal yet still treated lightly by so many people.

#1: Keep Your Password Secure

#2: Change Your Password Frequently.

Let’s examine these.

KEEP YOU PASSWORD SECURE. That sounds simple enough. I know there’s an app for that. The app allows you to keep ALL your passwords secure with one password necessary to access ALL your secure information. So, congratulations, you can now eliminate the need for a hacker to tap into each of your security passwords separately, they can get them all by accessing a single piece of data! Even so, this is still a better option than the fellow at lunch that proudly showed me the 70+ accounts and passwords his grandson had entered on his iPhone. No secure app for him, just a phonebook entry cleverly listed in his “contacts” as Mr. Pass Word. I wish I had made that up but it’s true.

CHANGE YOUR PASSWORD(S) FREQUENTLY. Sure, let me get right on that… Oh, the rules have changed for what is an acceptable password? OK, let’s check them out:
*Your password must be 11 characters long

*It must contain one uppercase letter, one number, one special character and one algebraic equation

*You may not use the same letter or number twice, except for the number six which you may only use three times and in succession.

*It must not spell any real word and be impossible to memorize

*It may not contain the current year but may contain your Social Security Number and your year of birth

*You may only complete your password after answering the Security Question, which is “What is your mother’s maiden name?” (Because no one can figure that out)

*You must not pause once you have started entering your new password or you will be required to begin again and unable to use any letters or characters you just typed

*If you are going to cry, now is a good time to do it because you will need to repeat this process every 30 days for the rest of your life!

Just trying to help…

One of the groups I belong to on Linkedin is Linked-Golfers. It is an open forum for golf networking. Recently, a young lady, named Nancy, posted the following appeal for help:

Any Ideas for indoor practice for the full swing? I don’t have too much room, but don’t want to lose momentum from the end of last season. I have been practicing my putting.

As much as I wanted to help, I could only think of my own insane full-swing indoor practice. My routines have caused broken furniture, shattered glass objects (better known as “knick-knacks,” but also known as “windows.”) and the occasional carpet divot. In fact, a cartoonist friend of mine chronicled my exploits in the cartoon that follows. So, as much as I’d love to help…I just don’t feel qualified. What do you think?

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