Short Stories From 10 Years Ago – October 20, 2004

Short Stories From 10 Years Ago – October 20, 2004

Lunch With Jackie

Short Stories From 10 Years Ago – October 20, 2004 – I had lunch with my friend Jackie today. She of the west end home, the husband, four children and a small landscaping business. We’ve been friends for eighteen years, more or less, and met when we were both unwitting captives, I mean employees, in the same multi-national computer company.

Short Stories From 10 Years Ago – October 19, 2004

Short Stories From 10 Years Ago – October 19, 2004　

Guardedly Exhilarated

Short Stories From 10 Years Ago – October 19, 2004 – I went to a real estate seminar today, for which I will get twelve credits, to be applied to my on-going education program for my licence renewal in 2006. It just so happened, and this was a great bonus, that the course was right up my alley in terms of content.

Short Stories From 10 Years Ago – October 18, 2004

 Short Stories From 10 Years Ago – October 18, 2004

　Service

Short Stories From 10 Years Ago – October 18, 2004 – I’ve worked in sales for over twenty-five years and while I may not know everything about selling, I do now a thing or perhaps two about service. Service is sort of like common sense – sorely lacking within the business world.

Short Stories From 10 Years Ago – October 17, 2004

Short Stories From 10 Years Ago – October 17, 2004

And Then There Were 12

Short Stories From 10 Years Ago – October 17, 2004 – It took me five hours today to finish the pesky job of removing the glue residue from all the ocean stones. Every time I finished cleaning a batch of stones I did a trial assembly of between eight to eighteen stones – creating an Inukshuk in the process.

Short Stories From 10 Years Ago – October 16, 2004

Short Stories From 10 Years Ago – October 16, 2004

Sculpting Has Begun

Short Stories From 10 Years Ago – October 16, 2004 – Yesterday, in my quest to find river stones for my Christmas “Inukshuk” project I visited Parkview Building Supplies near O’Connor. After a brief chat with the man behind the counter I was given directions to drive down the lane and turn right at the end of the lot, and ask for “Moe”.