I watched a professional speaker once who would periodically take a shot of cough syrup and pop a pill. He apologized, but said this is what professionals do, they perform even when they’re not feeling 100%. Well, not quite. Professionals perform
My grandmother lived to 102 (she may have been 104, but she always lied about her age). She lived to see her great-grandchildren. She had come over from Odessa at age 15. She made the greatest pickles, and wouldn’t divulge
I remember being in a client meeting where a vice president raised an idea that had merit. But one of his peers, who was known to be highly aggressive and even radical, walked over to the trash can and pretended
I don't believe in "the great resignation." Sorry, I know this is causing syncope among the media. But people don't leave companies, they leave bad bosses. If organizations jettisoned the four lousy leaders that infest them they'd save 50 departures.
After driving from the Grand Canyon to Hoover Dam (one of the absolute highlights of the trip) we came to, as the bizarre flight attendants say, "our terminal descent"! We hit the Belaggio in Las Vegas for some extended R&R.
I was introduced long ago as "the funniest speaker you're ever going to hear," and I knew I was dead. DOA. It was as if I had been dropped down a mountainside without ropes and handholds and the mountain goats
Last week I ran one of my annual (except for 2020), elite events, By Invitation Only. We were at the Four Seasons in Palm Beach (we’re usually at an international exotic spot) and instead of the usual dozen people I