This is my first blog. I feel compelled to write because I'm pretty sure I'm the only ex-network executive to be working as a sample lady in a grocery store. Here's my story....
I'm having lunch with my ex-co-worker but still friend Lana. She's complaining about John, who used to be my boss too. "He is such a dick. I'll say something in a meeting and he'll pretend not to hear and then ten minutes later he presents it as his idea and everyone thinks it's brilliant. So he's a freakin' creative genius and I'm just some vapid D-girl."
Nothing has changed. Except me. I used to be a network executive and executive producer. Then I had twin girls and my life changed. A lot. Now I'm a sample lady. I put food into little paper cups and give it to people. What hasn't changed is how I do a job. I still put everything I've got into what I'm doing . And, like Lana, I still get really pissed off when other people take credit for my work.
Like yesterday, I was feeling pretty brilliant when I sampled the cranberry pecan chicken salad in a great new way. I put it on toasted green chili sourdough bread. People were loving it! The heat in the chilies plays against the sweetness of the pecans and cranberries. A cute young guy from the gym upstairs told me I had "mad skills." Then I come in today and Mary, the night-time sample lady stole my idea. How do I know? Because I found the tell-tale bread wrappers in the trash. In this town, you have to learn to hide the evidence!
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