Wednesday, March 9, 2011
My First Real Job
As I type this, Mr. Sunshine is on - a show about the manager of an arena. My first real job was in an arena - I worked for a minor league hockey team in the sponsorships department. Many people are under the impression that working for a sports team is glamorous. It's not. But I do have many fond memories of my first real job, and I certainly had experiences that many people do not get to have.
For example:
- I got to climb on top of the arena's center-hung scoreboard
- I worked two All-Star games (one for our hockey league and one for our soccer league)
- I walked past a pen of bulls when the rodeo was in town (scared the bejeezus out of me - I didn't know they were there!)
- I got to run on-ice promotions (biggest pain-in-the butt: chuck-a-puck)
- I was one of the people who blew up and deflated the giant gorilla our soccer team ran through before each game
- When we sold the naming rights to the arena, it was my job to make sure that everything with the old name on it got changed to the new name
I could go on, but you get the idea. It was a lot of fun, but it was also a lot of running (literally) around the arena on game nights, lugging boxes of promotional items around, working lots of overtime, climbing lots of ladders and using lots of spray adhesive (to hang dasherboard signs). I still work a lot of overtime, but I do a lot less running, lugging, climbing and spraying (thankfully!).
What was your first real job like?
Monday, March 7, 2011
Read All About It: The New Yorker
The New Yorker magazine was assigned reading for my honors Freshman English course in college. I miss having a subscription, but every so often I treat myself to an issue.
A few weeks ago, I picked up the Feb. 14 & 21 issue, and I've been savoring it article by article, each exquisitely written. Most New Yorker articles are loooong which allows the writers to delve deeply into their topics, bringing shades of grey to light in black text on white pages.
There are few articles that fail to envelope me; even articles on topics in which I've had no previous interest thrill me. In the issue I'm reading now, there are articles on the author George Eliot, scientology, college rankings and corruption in Afghanistan. Each has taught me something new, opened my eyes, made me think.
Many people love The New Yorker for its famous cartoons. They are delightful, but it's the writing I love. Every issue of The New Yorker is a showcase of writing at its best.
Maybe it's time to make time for a subscription again.
Friday, March 4, 2011
On My Mind Part III: Bullies on the Bus
Two bloggers I admire recently wrote posts that had to do with bullying and bad behavior on the school bus. On Classy Chaos, Pauline described her son’s close encounter with swearing and kids being mean to each other on the bus, as well as her own experience getting in trouble after being forced to swear by classmates. Chef’s Widow Amelia wrote about her son’s painful encounter with bullies on the bus.
It breaks my heart to read these accounts. I worry about what my godson will encounter when it’s time for him to go to school. And I remember my own hellish bus rides from junior high.
Why do kids have to be so mean? What’s up with their parents? Teasing, forming cliques…those things I can understand, but physical violence and threats cannot be tolerated.
I remember a friend of my grandparents’, a school bus driver, complaining about the fact that he had to pick each child up from his or her house. He was a large, loud man, and I believe everyone was in shock when I stood up to him and said that I wished that would be the case for me. It would have lessened the amount of time I had to spend around bullies who threw things, hit and made vile remarks.
I did well in school and didn’t get into trouble. I may as well have worn a shirt with a bullseye on it every day. To counteract my nerdiness, I even resorted to smoking at the bus stop, hoping the “cool” kids would start to see me as one of them and leave me alone. Not only was that stupid, it didn’t work either.
Eventually my mom started driving me to school and picking me up every day (bless her!), but not all parents have schedules that allow them to do that.
Here’s the real problem: the system of school bus transportation throws children together in an unsupervised environment. There are not always adults at the bus stops, and while on the bus, the driver cannot be responsible for making sure the students behave like angels. He or she must concentrate on driving safely.
Unfortunately, there will always be parents who don’t raise their children well and those children will act like jerks. My school bus experiences were so scarring that the memories still bother me today. My advice to parents: talk to your kids about what’s happening on the bus. Wait with them at the bus stop if you can, although your child probably will tolerate this only through elementary school. Even better, drive them yourself if at all possible.
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
Artist for a Day
A week and a half ago, my boss took my colleagues and I to Artist for a Day, the "paint-it-yourself pottery experience" in North Olmsted. We got our projects back today!
It was so hard to pick from the hundreds of options available to paint. They have everything from dishes to serving ware to mugs to characters to animals to holiday decorations...I could go on. Even though it was hard to choose, painting the pieces was fun and easy. Here's what I painted:
A moon-shaped dish for my nightstandA trip to Artist for a Day would make a great afternoon for a group of girlfriends or moms and daughters. I'd love to go back and paint some holiday decorations and other gifts.
Monday, February 28, 2011
On My Mind Part II: Agent Orange
I'd heard that Agent Orange had terrible effects on the people of Vietnam. What I had not thought about was its potential effects on American soldiers who served there. And I had no idea it still poses such a problem for the people of Vietnam.
Of the 11 types of diseases recognized by the U.S. government as possibly being related to Agent Orange exposure, my dad suffers from three. And he suffers. After reading the report written by Connie Schultz, I told my dad how proud I am of him for serving our country and how sorry I am that he is suffering because of it. (Well, first I cried.) In typical Marine/dad fashion, he said, "Don't worry about it. It was my duty."
Well, it's my duty as his daughter to care about him. I could not be more grateful for the folks at the Louis Stokes Cleveland VA Medical Center, the Cleveland Regional Office of the U.S. Department of Veterans Affairs and University Hospitals for taking such good care of him.
Whether we agree with the reasons for going to war or not, I believe it's so important to take care of the men and women who serve in our armed forces. I know I'm not cut out for it, but I am grateful for those who are. It saddens me that serving has such drastic long-term effects.
Monday, February 21, 2011
On My Mind Part I: Gun Control and Mental Illness
The topic of gun control and mental illness has been on my mind quite a bit since the tragic January 8 shooting in Arizona, and even more so since a few of mine forwarded an article on states' lack of compliance with the mental health gun law from MSNBC.com, posted there on February 17.
This is a very personal issue for me and I'm about to share why. To protect the privacy of the two individuals involved, individuals that I know well and love, I will refer to them only as A and B. For those reading this that do know their identities, I ask that you please respect their privacy as well.
A had been dealing with a mental illness for some time, but was refusing treatment. Despite being involuntarily committed for observation and treatment several times, A was able to purchase a gun at a retail establishment. B was not aware of this. One night, A held B at gunpoint in their home and demanded money. Quick wits enabled B to escape the house without injury.
B then went to a police station for assistance. B was turned away. B went to three more police stations before finding officers who would provide assistance. A was taken to a mental health facility. B asked the officers if they would confiscate the gun. They would not. B took the gun into a police station to surrender it. The officer B spoke with would not accept it and advised B to "throw it in a dumpster or sell it."
I have the utmost respect for police officers, but this sadly true story highlights a number of challenges that friends, family members and authorities face when dealing with someone suffering from a mental illness.
- At the time of this incident, A should have been turned away when trying to purchase the gun. Clearly a background check was not performed, or if it was, it did not show incidents that should have prevented the sale.
- I believe that police officers are inadequately trained to deal with persons with mental illnesses. I don't know what the answer is here. They have so much to deal with already.
- I really don't understand why the gun was not accepted by the officers who responded or at the police station B took it to, and I really don't understand the advice B was given.
- It is the nature of mental illnesses that those suffering from them often do not believe there is anything wrong with them. This was one of the most frustrating, painful and difficult things for me to cope with while watching A suffer.
The MSNBC article I referenced above states that the Arizona shooter "was so mentally unstable that he was kicked out of community college." I find it very hard to believe that this is the reason on record. I'm sure there would have to be specific incidents that led to his expulsion. Regardless, where was the help for this young man? Help that possibly could have prevented the tragedy in Tuscon?
The answer's not that easy. It's extremely difficult to find real help for someone suffering from a mental illness. And by real help, I mean help that enables the person to become a functioning member of society, not just a resident in a mental health facility. There have been many advances in treatment that can help individuals suffering from the illnesses to have happy, productive lives.
I'm happy to report that A is doing just fine now...enjoying a happy, productive life. It wasn't easy to get there, but the dogged persistence of friends and family members made it happen.
How can we make things better for others in similar situations? What responsibilities can we reasonably place on educators, police officers and health care providers who can identify individuals suffering from mental illnesses who might pose threats to others?
These are hard questions and the answers won't come easy. My hope is to simply start a conversation about them.
Sunday, February 6, 2011
Ads of the Big Game
Touchdown:
I'm going to award the touchdown to Volkswagon's "The Force." It's memorable, funny and resonates well with the target demo. I'm also giving an honorable mention to Coca-Cola's "The Siege" because it looked like part of a great movie, and I wanted to see more.
Field Goals:
Best Buy "Ozzy vs. Bieber" - "What's a Bieber?" Heh.
Bud Light - Especially "Dog Sitter"
Bridgestone - Especially "Carma"
Coca-Cola
Chevrolet - Most of their ads were good, especially "Eco Misunderstanding"
Doritos
E-Trade "Tailor"
Mercedes-Benz
NFL "Super Bowl Celebration"
Pepsi Max - Especially "Torpedo Cooler"
Play60
Safeties:
Audi "Release the Hounds"
Kia "One Epic Ride"
Fumbles:
BMW
CareerBuilder - Funny, but they are still not demonstrating a clear understanding of the job climate.
Chrysler - Nice try at changing your image, Chrysler, but I don't think this ad is enough to drive a younger demo to your dealers.
Go Daddy "The Contract"
Go Daddy "The New Go Daddy Girl" - I would have given this ad a field goal for the surprise twist, but it doesn't seem to be resonating with consumers.
HomeAway - They get points for trying to push the envelope, but overall, this spot was a miss.
Hyundai
Lipton Brisk
Mars/Snickers - I was prepared to throw the penalty flag on this one, but it seems to be resonating with consumers. I just don't think it's anywhere near as good as the Betty White spot.
Mini Countryman - Not a good sign that I had to look up the product name for this spot
Motorola - They're not going to gain market share on the iPad with that spot.
Salesforce "Chatter.com Launch"
Stella Artois
Teleflora "Help Me Faith" - Not edgy enough
Penalties:
Budweiser "Wild West" - Flag on the play for inappropriate use of the storied Clydesdales
Skechers Shape-Ups - Really? THAT was their Super Bowl debut?
Replay Requests:
I've been referencing the Hulu AdZone as I write this post and I see by their list that Sony Ericsson and Cadillac ran spots during the game. I don't remember seeing these spots at all and I watched the commercials faithfully, taking breaks during the game itself. I think that pretty much covers the value of those spots.
Car Crash: The auto advertisers were out in full force for the Super Bowl. Unfortunately, their creative wasn't out in full force. Although I'm not normally in favor of Super Bowl advertisers running ads that aren't "new," I was pleased to see Honda run the Odyssey commercial with the Judas Priest music bed. The Super Bowl was the perfect venue for this ad. Volkswagon is the runaway winner in this category.
Head-to-Head:
Carmax vs. Cars.com - Carmax wins with memorable emphasis on customer service.
Coke vs. Pepsi - Personally, I like the Coke ads better but I have to give the nod to Pepsi. In ads, pain always wins over peace and harmony.
Groupon vs. Living Social - Living Social takes this one. The intro of the Groupon ads doesn't keep the viewers' interest long enough to get the jokes (which aren't all that funny anyway).
Check out the Super Bowl ads on Hulu's AdZone here:
Note: I chose not to include ads for films or television shows in my assessment.
Which was your favorite Super Bowl commercial this year?

