I had a great conversation with my friend Amy last night. She is completing her Master's (not sure if that is allowed to have an apostrophe Amy...she is the grammar police afterall). Anyway, we both did our undergrads together, drank many a beers together and laughed many a laughs together. Yes, I realize you can't add an 's' to beer, but I really enjoy the word beers. We both successfully procasticated our way through our undergraduate degrees. This involved working jobs and allocating many hours to partying all while attending classes which never happened at 8:30am. One would suggest we were the master planners, exceptional time allocaters or even doctors of time management. We both looked at it as procastinating.
7 years after graduating from an undergrad, we are both back in school. I recently signed up for a Certificate Program through Ryerson University to obtain a Certificate in Public Relations. I am one course in and my bad habits have crept back. Amy has been doing her degree for a few years now while working full time. Back to our conversation from last night that inspired me; we were speaking about our most famous excuses and grandiose plans. This past week I went to bed early and told myself that I would wake up early in the morning and get an hour of school work in. The morning rolled around on Monday and I pushed the snooze button until 7:15, so no getting up early for me. Tuesday rolled around and I went into work early and didn't get any school work done. By Wednesday I decided that the goal of waking up early wasn't going to happen. Maybe I should do some work later in the evening sounded like a more realistic plan. Thursday night I crawled in bed with the goal to read, except I realized that there was an episode of The Following that I hadn't watched yet and I know Dave doesn't like that show, so I best watch it while he is at work. Now we are at Friday and I simply cannot do school work on Friday. I break the rules sometimes and work out on Fridays, I simply cannot do school work! I think that's against my religion.
Back to my conversation with Amy. She sets the same goals for herself and wakes up early to get school work done. This is how it turns out. Monday she wakes up early and has this extra time to blow dry and straighten her hair. She looks extra special for work that day. Tuesday she prepares a nice breakfast and wonders why she is up early. By Wednesday snooze will get hit for an hour. Thursday and Friday she is back to her regular routine until the following Monday. Monday is a new week afterall!
The week ends and we both have our designated school work completed. When did it happen? It happened as life went on. The success of master procastinators like Amy and I is that we pump out the master work of 5 hours in a 2 hour time frame. The sweat, blood and sometimes booze helps the cause. I got a compliment on my work from a fellow Ryerson teammate and that made me feel good. Mission accomplished.
On a side note: I realized that I hadn't posted since July. I could have had a baby in that time. Thank goodness I didn't.
Friday 8 March 2013
Thursday 19 July 2012
The No Police
A couple weeks ago I sent an e-mail to a client that I was having troubles getting a meeting with. In my e-mail I wrote something like this..."I love lunch, do you? If so I'd love to treat you to lunch and we will have to talk a little about business". The response back was "No thanks". I was shocked! I am pretty sure that the most annoying person on the planet could ask me to lunch with the promise to pay and I would be there with an empty belly! I didn't even tell him where I was suggesting to go to lunch. He could have said The Keg and I would have had to agree. I certainly could not come back and say "No, no I think we should go to Wendy's".
From that e-mail I was thinking about how many other meetings in life people jump to say no! Back when I was dating I was under the mindset of quantity vs. quality. Now don't take that too literal all of you out there. I would go on a coffee date with pretty much anyone. You really never know who you are going to meet and there is a lesson from every encounter. Yes, there are times that you may want to poke your eyes out, but the other person may feel the same way as you. Some clients jump on the "yeswagon" to meet every time a call is made as well. I say hats off to those clients! I find it hard to understand why someone wouldn't want to meet, even for 10 minutes. By saying no and shutting someone out without knowing what the intention is seems foolish to me. How do these people know that I am not from some gameshow where they could be winning a million dollars. It makes me sad actually. If you cannot plan your day well enough to squeeze in a coffee or lunch then that is poor time management. You may not need that person that you are rejecting today, but you may certainly need them in a different life.
We justify rejection in all aspects in life with this magical rationale "that's their loss" or "it's not you, it's them". Sound familiar? To that client that wouldn't go for free lunch with me, "that's his loss". Clearly he doesn't know how great of a sales gal I am. That is a joke.
I was called the no-police once and I thought they were calling me the know-police.
From that e-mail I was thinking about how many other meetings in life people jump to say no! Back when I was dating I was under the mindset of quantity vs. quality. Now don't take that too literal all of you out there. I would go on a coffee date with pretty much anyone. You really never know who you are going to meet and there is a lesson from every encounter. Yes, there are times that you may want to poke your eyes out, but the other person may feel the same way as you. Some clients jump on the "yeswagon" to meet every time a call is made as well. I say hats off to those clients! I find it hard to understand why someone wouldn't want to meet, even for 10 minutes. By saying no and shutting someone out without knowing what the intention is seems foolish to me. How do these people know that I am not from some gameshow where they could be winning a million dollars. It makes me sad actually. If you cannot plan your day well enough to squeeze in a coffee or lunch then that is poor time management. You may not need that person that you are rejecting today, but you may certainly need them in a different life.
We justify rejection in all aspects in life with this magical rationale "that's their loss" or "it's not you, it's them". Sound familiar? To that client that wouldn't go for free lunch with me, "that's his loss". Clearly he doesn't know how great of a sales gal I am. That is a joke.
I was called the no-police once and I thought they were calling me the know-police.
Tuesday 26 June 2012
time is on my side
My blog is on my mind a lot. I think about throughout the day when something happens that I think I should write about, or when I am around in the evening watching smut tv and thinking about why I am not writing on here, or when I find out that people are making $ writing blogs. This evening I was driving home from my favorite place (the liquor store) and was flipping through my satellite radio channels (yes I sell radio but still subscribe to satellite radio, I love the 80's and 90's channels, I cannot help myself) and a song came on the 90's channel which prompted me to think about you, dear blog.
Red Hot Chili Peppers
Under the Bridge
(91)
Pardon me? 1991? WTF! I nearly drove off the road. I cannot believe that came out 21 years ago. I remember dancing to that song at elementary school dances. Was it a slow song or a fast song? No one ever seemed to know, but kids would find any reason to dance up next to each other. I went with it! This made me think. I was 9 years old when that song came out, but I remembered it from elementary school. I can't figure out if it is depressing or amazing. One way to look at it is that I still remember life from elementary school, but on the other side that was 21 YEARS AGO!! I have turned into my parents. They always said that time flies when you get older and holy hell it sure does! Did I really start University 10 whole years ago? Have I really been living in Newfoundland for 4 plus years?
They do say time flies when you're having fun. Maybe that's the way to look at it. University was 6 years ago, but the life past that has gone just as fast. Remember in school when summer vacation went so fast, but the school year went so slow? Whatever happened to those days? I guess I can think about it like this. Time goes so fast when you're drinking a bottle of wine, but it goes so slow the next day when you're battling the hangover. Summer vacation for adults.
Here's a little story: The first day I walked in Dave's house I made a loud "meow" noise to his cat, Jetta. We both immediately decided that we hated each other. I didn't grow up with cats and in my first blog entry I promised that I would write about living with a cat. I used to think that cats were out to kill people. Jetta would climb on my chest when I first slept over because he was clearly trying to suck the breath out of me to kill me. 2 years later this is what happens. I have turned into a softie and the cat has grown to love me (more than he loves Dave I say). On the weekend I came in to take a snooze and Jetta came with me, hence the photo below. For you cat lovers out there, you'll love this. For all others, just when you least expect it a cat may come into your life and like you more than you like him, which makes you like him!
Red Hot Chili Peppers
Under the Bridge
(91)
Pardon me? 1991? WTF! I nearly drove off the road. I cannot believe that came out 21 years ago. I remember dancing to that song at elementary school dances. Was it a slow song or a fast song? No one ever seemed to know, but kids would find any reason to dance up next to each other. I went with it! This made me think. I was 9 years old when that song came out, but I remembered it from elementary school. I can't figure out if it is depressing or amazing. One way to look at it is that I still remember life from elementary school, but on the other side that was 21 YEARS AGO!! I have turned into my parents. They always said that time flies when you get older and holy hell it sure does! Did I really start University 10 whole years ago? Have I really been living in Newfoundland for 4 plus years?
They do say time flies when you're having fun. Maybe that's the way to look at it. University was 6 years ago, but the life past that has gone just as fast. Remember in school when summer vacation went so fast, but the school year went so slow? Whatever happened to those days? I guess I can think about it like this. Time goes so fast when you're drinking a bottle of wine, but it goes so slow the next day when you're battling the hangover. Summer vacation for adults.
Here's a little story: The first day I walked in Dave's house I made a loud "meow" noise to his cat, Jetta. We both immediately decided that we hated each other. I didn't grow up with cats and in my first blog entry I promised that I would write about living with a cat. I used to think that cats were out to kill people. Jetta would climb on my chest when I first slept over because he was clearly trying to suck the breath out of me to kill me. 2 years later this is what happens. I have turned into a softie and the cat has grown to love me (more than he loves Dave I say). On the weekend I came in to take a snooze and Jetta came with me, hence the photo below. For you cat lovers out there, you'll love this. For all others, just when you least expect it a cat may come into your life and like you more than you like him, which makes you like him!
Monday 4 June 2012
Great Words of Wisdom
Every week I get a great idea. A few weeks ago I thought it would be a good idea to sign up for "The Twitter" (yes I realize it is just twitter, but I think adding the "the" before words such as google, twitter, internet adds a big of a laugh. People don't know how to respond typically). I am constantly seeing people post scrambles of words with # and @ and wondered if there was a new language that I had not learned. I thought I had the world conquered. I was poole_nikki and was ready to add people. Then I spoke with my friend Scotty and he caused some anxiety for me. He asked me, so nikki is this for work or for personal? What is the purpose of your twitter account? Why is your name so terrible? Are you going to be a follower or tweeter? I secretly went home and cried after this. I didn't know there was so much to getting a twitter account. I have not logged in to my account since that day. It is thinking about what it has done...
So what does this all have to do with my blog? Well my sister asked me today if I was on the twitter. I told her I signed up but hadn't done much with it. I also told her that I signed up for a social marketing course and am going to learn more about social media and marketing. I love learning and this is going to benefit my current sales role. Then I happen to mention to her that I started this blog and I was hesitant to give her the address. I wrote my first blog about a month ago and although sweet blog you are on my mind everyday, I have neglected you. I told her that I need to work on it. My sister read my first and only post then texted me "I like your first post!" then a second text came through "haha procrastinating on working on your blog". Well I'll be damned! I created this blog as a source to escape working on other things, and after 1 blog entry I am working on other things rather than my blog.
I still don't have my direction of twitter figured out. That should take about a month and a few sleepless nights fretting. I want it to be clever and quirky yet informative.
So what does this all have to do with my blog? Well my sister asked me today if I was on the twitter. I told her I signed up but hadn't done much with it. I also told her that I signed up for a social marketing course and am going to learn more about social media and marketing. I love learning and this is going to benefit my current sales role. Then I happen to mention to her that I started this blog and I was hesitant to give her the address. I wrote my first blog about a month ago and although sweet blog you are on my mind everyday, I have neglected you. I told her that I need to work on it. My sister read my first and only post then texted me "I like your first post!" then a second text came through "haha procrastinating on working on your blog". Well I'll be damned! I created this blog as a source to escape working on other things, and after 1 blog entry I am working on other things rather than my blog.
I still don't have my direction of twitter figured out. That should take about a month and a few sleepless nights fretting. I want it to be clever and quirky yet informative.
Sunday 13 May 2012
Welcome to the world...
So this is my first blog...ever! The name of my site is making me chuckle right now. I am creating this blog because I am procrastinating from doing other things. My goal of the blog is to write about my life. My life includes my career, my boyfriend, my friends, family, travel, daily activities and cynicism. My reason behind starting this blog is to do something productive while I am constantly procrastinating. Blog, you will be my new distraction, but rather than waste time I will write and share my life on the internet. What else is there to do, really?
I have been wracking my brain for months trying to think of a clever name for a blog. I had a few ridiculous names thrown around. Maybe if you're lucky I'll tell you what they were. Regardless, I came up with this name after a conversation with my fellow cynical friend, Amy. We went to University together and whipped out papers and projects the night before they were due. Both graduated University with decent grades, worked throughout school and have been rewarded for last minute work our entire lives. We had a phone call this morning and joked about how doing things last minute hasn't had any form of negative effects of our lives, aside from creating a little anxiety every now and then. There is no harm in that really! I have a presentation in 2 weeks and my work wants the presentation tomorrow. I laughed when I saw the deadline. Why would they want it a week early? I will clearly forget what I put in that presentation. I will complete it by Friday, which is 4 days before the presentation. I will dodge phone calls and e-mails all week to make sure I can stay up late on Thursday to pull the information out of my ass for the presentation. It will be an excellent presentation though. I will feel the pressure, the stress, all of the good shit that gets your heart beating. Why would I complete this 2 weeks early? No, serious?! I have yet to see a reward in completing something weeks in advance. I am nikki and I am a procrastinator.
I am not going to write every week about how I wait to complete tasks. I am going to talk about my work and all of the fun shenanigans that come with sales. My relationship and all of the fun shenanigans that come with relationships and other daily doings and issues that I am passionate about. I live with a cat and am not a cat person, that sounds like a few fun times as well. I think writing will help soothe my anxiety and relax me. My therapist certainly thinks that..jk!
I have been wracking my brain for months trying to think of a clever name for a blog. I had a few ridiculous names thrown around. Maybe if you're lucky I'll tell you what they were. Regardless, I came up with this name after a conversation with my fellow cynical friend, Amy. We went to University together and whipped out papers and projects the night before they were due. Both graduated University with decent grades, worked throughout school and have been rewarded for last minute work our entire lives. We had a phone call this morning and joked about how doing things last minute hasn't had any form of negative effects of our lives, aside from creating a little anxiety every now and then. There is no harm in that really! I have a presentation in 2 weeks and my work wants the presentation tomorrow. I laughed when I saw the deadline. Why would they want it a week early? I will clearly forget what I put in that presentation. I will complete it by Friday, which is 4 days before the presentation. I will dodge phone calls and e-mails all week to make sure I can stay up late on Thursday to pull the information out of my ass for the presentation. It will be an excellent presentation though. I will feel the pressure, the stress, all of the good shit that gets your heart beating. Why would I complete this 2 weeks early? No, serious?! I have yet to see a reward in completing something weeks in advance. I am nikki and I am a procrastinator.
I am not going to write every week about how I wait to complete tasks. I am going to talk about my work and all of the fun shenanigans that come with sales. My relationship and all of the fun shenanigans that come with relationships and other daily doings and issues that I am passionate about. I live with a cat and am not a cat person, that sounds like a few fun times as well. I think writing will help soothe my anxiety and relax me. My therapist certainly thinks that..jk!
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