I’m tired!  I wake up to my kids fighting and go to bed after referring a fight between kids who will not go to bed.  I swear it takes an hour.

I saw on the TODAY show called “Go the F**K to Bed” by Adam Mansbach & Ricardo Cortes. Sounds like a good read.

I am getting ready to go on vacation.  Yes, I am really excited!  Sun, sand, no work during vacation (but a butt-load before and after)!  Ah!  The life!

Getting ready for vacation is pure hell.  The prep involved in leaving your territory for a week, strategically planning when you are going to the store with your mile long list of stuff, getting your two kids & husband packed, figuring out what to do with the dogs, and knowing what you are going to face once you get back in the field…..makes you appreciate the little white “nerve” pills even more.  Yes that’s right.  I take a nerve pill.  If you’re appalled by this then you probably need one as well….chill out!

My aging brain cannot remember people’s names anymore.  I wish everyone would wear a nametag…that would help me!

I find myself saying, “Hey Girl” about two or three hundred times a day because I cannot remember anyone’s name for the life of me!  I can’t even remember names in the short amount of time it takes to walk from the office to the car so that I could record them in my notes.  Not that I am going to pull them up anyway before my next call to that office.

So all of you “Hey Girl’s” out there – I apologize for not remembering your names.

I love it when I’m riding with my boss and I go into an office that I see ALL THE TIME. By all the time I mean EVERY TWO WEEKS!

They think they are doing me a favor by saying things like

“Hey Jill, we haven’t seen you in a long time – where have you been?”

“Wow you look really nice today!  I’ve never seen you in a suit.”

“You want me to take that form and get it signed for you?”

“What goodies did you bring us today?

If you are office personnel, and you happen to like the rep visiting your place of work, please don’t say these things!  It makes us look like we are not working, we never dress according to company policy, don’t follow the sampling rules, and all we are good for is bringing you snacks!

This can be detrimental to our job security!  Thank you!

WHY CAN’T WE JUST ALL GET ALONG?

Summer is here and it’s not suppose to be stressful, but it is….why?

I’ll tell you why…because all the camps, VBS, swim parties, etc….are geared towards the kids whose moms are at home with them all day.   I can’t make my kid go to day care when all his friends are doing these fun camps!  But, my problem is, how am I supposed to get my kids to and from a camp that goes from 9 – 12 everyday? Luckily, I have help from my friends who are stay at home moms.  What would I do (or, what would my children do) without them?

So I am here to put an end to the silent war that has been going on between moms who stay at home and moms that work.  Let’s face it – we need eachother!  They help me out with my kids and make a fun day for them, and I help them out when they need doctor referrals, information on saving money on drugs, get them an interview if they want to go back to work/husband loses his job.  See – we need eachother!

SO LET’S END THIS WAR AND MOVE ON!!!

After all – we’re all moms!

One nice thing about working from your car day after day and driving kids around in it is that it stays really dirty.  I say this is nice because there are always unexpected surprises that come along with a dirty car.  For instance, you’re hungry, but you don’t feel like stopping anywhere because you’re busting ass to the next call, you can reach between the seats and find a half eaten bag of chips or maybe even score a fruit roll up.   If you want to quiet a screaming kid you can always find the latest fast food toy or random hot wheels car nearby, especially since they were probably thrown at you at some point during a tense moment.  But what I like best is when I stop to get a Sonic diet coke, because they have the best ice, is finding enough change on the floor to pay for it and I don’t have to use my charge card.  Some of the coins may be sticky with all kinds of goo, but money is money.  Sometimes I even find enough for a tip and look  like a big spender.  That makes the girl or boy on the roller skates happy.

I love it when I get a voice mail from my boss.  It always starts like this:

“Hi Team – I’m forwarding a message from such and such, which was forwarded from someone else, who forwarded it from this guy, so I’m not going to repeat everything they said so just listen to the message.”

Then he proceeds to repeat everything on the message.  What’s that all about?

Who the hell came up with this contraption of words?  In my younger years I was too embarrassed to say I didn’t know what it meant. I just avoided eye contact anytime someone said those words. I think people like to say it so they sound smart.  Whatever!

After 15 years I finally have been through enough ethics training that I now know what it means.  I like to throw the terminology around here or there to sound smart myself.  If you don’t know what it means (come on – admit it) it’s basically “if I scratch your back you scratch mine”.

Its a great concept and it keeps people honest. My only question is…why have the pharma companies been hit so hard with these regulations?  Is this the only industry that entertains their clients?  (Or I should say used to entertain?) How about politicians, insurance companies, the high tech industries, and the list goes on and on??  Why are we singled out?  Not that I really WANT to spend my evenings and weekends with my customers, but when you’re told you can’t do something – you kinda wanna do it!

This job has truly made me anti-social! I was talking to a friend yesterday, or should I say complaining, about having to make small talk all the time.   I was telling her that I just wanted to be around people that I know so I don’t have to come up with some boring and meaningless conversation! Continue reading →

I try my best everyday to look good, and look professional, before I walk out the door.  But the effort is shot to hell as soon as I step foot outside.  It is so hot here in Texas already!   I feel gross and I can’t breath! Continue reading →