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Topic: One Day at a Time: mostly because I was working far from home and I was trying to stay in as much contact with my kids as possible. Then, I made the ultimate cell phone addiction mistake, I got a smart phone. As soon as I was able to receive emails and download apps like Facebook, LinkedIn and Twitter to my mobile device, the downfall of Rayanne had begun. My addiction increased; my phone was always in my hand or pocket. I think I actually got the shakes if I was away from my phone for longer than an hour. Seriously. I am sure there are many of you that can relate. I was able to sync with outlook, order plane tickets, have nav/sat in my hand, download music or listen to Pandora; my life was full and my phone made me very happy. Then, my kids started complaining about my phone never being out of my hand. I found myself waking up in the middle of the night to answer the email I just heard drop in. And when I joined a company based in London, it got even worse -- because of the time difference, I was receiving emails from our company headquarters starting at midnight... And I loved it. The problem is that I have trouble loving and then leaving it. I crave a nice, lengthy cruise through my email accounts, I need to check text messages or delete voicemails. It didn't help that the camera on my phone is pretty cool and I can instantly send pictures via email or text anywhere instantly or even post them straight to the net. I seriously love my mobile phone. I sometimes feel like it is my best friend. And as soon as I realized that, is when I realized I needed to put it down more often and for longer periods of time. About a month ago, I took my kids out to lunch and they started complaining about how much time I spend on or with my phone. I held my hands up as if to say, "what?" that was when they realized I didn't have it with me, I left it at home, on purpose. I wanted to enjoy my time with them without having to check my phone every minute or so. My friends complained, so did my boss. I decided to make a conscientious effort to rely less and less on my phone. I still have withdrawal symptoms, but I will work through those. I have traveled to a few different areas recently where service was sketchy or non-existent. I complained the first day, then I let it go or tried to and relaxed as much as I could. More important than that email that just dropped in or the latest app update is the person I am having a conversation with or with whom I am spending time. It's still a struggle but the first step is admitting you have a problem. I have made my admittance, let the deconstruction begin. Just let me check one more time, though. ©by rayannethorn…; Added by Rayanne at 2:13am on August 9, 2010

Topic: The Reason: dered how serious it would be to lose my purse, my phone, my eyeglasses, my planner, my credit cards, my ATM card, my driver's license, my flip camera, my only hairbrush UNTIL they were gone, inaccessible, lost - I thought for good. I panicked as I thought about the travel I was supposed to do this week, how would they let me board the plane without my driver's license? Luckily, I remembered I had a passport that would work, I hoped. How would I travel without my credit card or ATM card? I supposed I would just have to actually walk into a bank (haven't done that for at least a year) and withdraw some cash to take with me. How would I possibly be able to track my email accounts without my smart phone? I had just upgraded my phone, so I still had my old phone - somewhere. I would just have to find it and re-activate it. The fact that my life was so wrapped up in a soft leather bag astounded me. I couldn't focus, I was consistently on the verge of tears, I felt like a failure, I was depressed, I wasn't hungry, and - worst of all - I couldn't write. I know, it's crazy -- but when I thought about the work this misplacement would cost me, I wanted to crawl into a hole. How was I so careless... Luckily, the purse and the entirety of its contents were found. And my world had been righted, once again. My mind was at ease. I was able to concentrate on my work. I could write that press release that had been looming. I could confirm my travel, print my tickets, make some notes and pack. I could sleep - for I had not the night before... Back-up plans? I didn't have any. Should I prepare for this type of thing - how would that be accomplished? Have double of everything? Have a second and third AirForceOne? (which is what I will now call my purse) The relief I felt when I saw my purse was incredible. And all was good. by rayannethorn…; Added by Rayanne at 12:49am on August 26, 2010

Blog Post: My new dilemma of the day for 2013: Ok I have not posted anything for quite some time. Here is my dilemma of the day. I recruited a very sharp Technical Specialist with not only a Bachlors Degree in EE but a PhD as well. He told…; Added by Theresa Hunter at 12:04pm on January 15, 2013

Blog Post: I won the #TruLondon 100 tweet challenge: I'm Going To #Trulondon Are You?: I have no idea how I’m going to get there: but I’m going.

I’m so excited. Last week the @radicalrecruit laid down the gauntlet and challenged the twitter community to a 100 tweet contest:…; Added by Margo Rose at 11:22pm on December 9, 2009

Topic: The Thoughtful Interview: g supplicant on the other side of their desk. So it's probably just as well that people can't read minds. If they could, most interviews would be aborted within 45 seconds: INTERVIEWER: Good morning Mr. Jones. I'm so pleased that we've finally had a chance to meet. (This loser's been clogging my voicemail and email with desperate messages.) APPLICANT: It's a pleasure to speak with you. (She's been dodging my messages for weeks. I'll never get this job.) INTERVIEWER: George Smith recommended you highly. So naturally I reviewed your resume and gave you a call. (George is an idiot. Why is he wasting my time with this jerk?) APPLICANT: I've known George for years, and he's very familiar with my work. (George is an idiot - a well-connected idiot. And if he weren't my wife's brother, he wouldn't give me the time of day.) INTERVIEWER: So tell me something about yourself. (He must be a relative. God I hate this job.) APPLICANT: Well, - I have a highly diversified background - everything from computer programming, to teaching, to sales. (One of these days I'll find something I'm good at.) INTERVIEWER: Which of those fields best reflects your skills? (Just what we need around here - another jack-of-all-trades.) APPLICANT: Well, - I'd say I'm equally strong at all of them. (I hate them all. Why do I keep saying "well"?) INTERVIEWER: Z Corporation takes pride in having well-rounded employees. (The only thing well-rounded about our employees are their derrieres.) APPLICANT: I do feel that my broad range of experience allows me to see the big picture and enhances my ability to function pro-actively. (She'll never buy this. I don't even buy this.) INTERVIEWER: That sounds very interesting. Why don't you tell me about your last job? (What crap. He's too sleazy even for sales.) APPLICANT: I was the Northeast Sales Manager, responsible for directing a sales force of seventeen. Unfortunately, my position was eliminated as a result of our acquiring a large competitor. (One with a sales force that actually sold.) INTERVIEWER: What do you feel you took from that experience? (I'll bet the only thing he took was their customer list.) APPLICANT: I developed managerial skills including how to evaluate manpower, delegate tasks, and allocate responsibility. (Three martini lunches and their customer list.) INTERVIEWER: If you had to name your greatest strength, what would that be? (They all claim strong interpersonal skills.) APPLICANT: Well, - that's a tough one. If I had to name just one, I suppose it would be strong interpersonal skills. (There I go with that "well" business again.) INTERVIEWER: And your greatest weakness? (I wonder if he'll pick "perfectionist" or "workaholic.") APPLICANT: My perfectionism does get me into trouble sometimes. And I have to fight my workaholic tendencies. (More like alcoholic tendencies.) INTERVIEWER: That's very interesting. (Bingo.) INTERVIEWER: I see you've worked for four companies in the last 18 months. Were all your terminations the result of downsizing? (I can't remember the last applicant who was terminated "for cause." Everybody's afraid of lawsuits.) APPLICANT: Yes, I'm afraid this economic downturn has been tough on white collar workers like me. But a growing company such as yours is perfectly positioned to benefit from my skills and maturity. (I sure hope George has as much influence as he claims. Otherwise I'll never be able to afford the divorce.) INTERVIEWER: What kind of position are you looking for? (If George makes me hire him, I'll quit.) APPLICANT: Well, - I'm flexible, of course. But the ideal position would both use my talents and skills and provide the kind of challenge that would grow me as an employee. (Something that pays well, isn't demanding, and has a fancy title. I sure wish I knew how much clout George has.) INTERVIEWER: That's good to hear. (If he says "well" once more, I'll shoot him.) INTERVIEWER: Are you presently considering any offers? (Fat chance!) APPLICANT: Frankly, I've been targeting my job search to a few select firms such as yours. (Fat chance! I've been rejected or ignored by everyone within a fifty mile radius.) INTERVIEWER: I see. Is there anything else you'd like to tell me about yourself? (I just love being lied to.) APPLICANT: Only that I'm hard-working, a team player, and that I'm eager to make whatever contribution I can to your firm. (Will this interview never end?) INTERVIEWER: Is there anything you'd like to ask about Z Corporation? (Please don't.) APPLICANT: I think George has me pretty much up to speed about Z Corp. (What's the point of asking?) INTERVIEWER: Good. But you may not be aware that many of our sales employees do their paperwork at home via computer hook-up with headquarters. How would you feel about that kind of set up? (It's either work at home or be stuffed into a two-by-four box like me.) APPLICANT: Whatever's best for the company is fine by me. (Now we're talking four martini lunches.) INTERVIEWER: We don't have many jobs available right now. Would you consider a trainee position on our software sales force? Not that I'm in a position to make you an offer, just yet. (Please say no, so I can tell George you turned me down.) APPLICANT: I'm ready and willing to consider any and all offers from a company as respected as yours. (Damn that George. Next they'll ask me to sweep the floors. I must have sounded too desperate.) INTERVIEWER: I'll be glad check our job slots against your credentials and see if we find a match. (I'd rather set fire to his pathetic resume.) APPLICANT: Thank you so much for your time. I've enjoyed exchanging ideas with you. And I'm certain my references will confirm everything I've told you. (I hope they're better liars than I am.) INTERVIEWER: It's certainly been a pleasure speaking with you. I'll be in contact as soon as I have an opportunity to touch base with your references. (They'll think I'm a lawyer when I get through cross-examining them.) APPLICANT: Thanks. I really appreciate your time. (I'll never hear from her again.) INTERVIEWER: You're very welcome. And lots of luck to you. (Boy, will he need it.) APPLICANT: One last thing. When may I expect to hear from you? (I won't hold my breath.) INTERVIEWER: Give it a week or two. (Don't hold your breath.)…; Added by Steve Levy to Recruiting Humor at 10:11am on January 8, 2009

Blog Post: Law of attraction and obtaining a new position.: I have been using the law of attraction to obtan employment. The first time I used it, I visualized the type of employment that I wanted to have right down to having a ladies room located directly…; Added by Cheryl "Cheri" Rhodes at 10:32am on May 16, 2008

Topic: Hook, Line, and Sinker: ing, my parents said that once I turned fourteen I would be allowed to go to the church dances that were held monthly by our home. A live band played and all of my friends would be there, it was a time of fear but also wonderment. I had no idea what it would be like, but I had dreams of what I hoped for. I remember standing around the dance floor in a new sun dress my mother had made. My clenched hands held the fabric of my dress in hopes that sweaty palms would be dried. And I stood there all night; not one boy asked me to dance. I was crushed but I kept my façade up and never cracked. My brother picked me up afterward and I feigned delight with my first dance experience. Sleep came quickly for I was emotionally spent and wanted to forget. The next morning, my father caught me sitting on the picnic table on the side of the house. I had been crying, face in my hands. Sensing my seemingly utter despair, he walked toward me, reaching his hands toward mine that were now resting on my knees. He patted my hands with his and asked what was wrong. I weakly said, "Nothing." I was a woman-in-training, so I had that line down. He lifted my chin, looked into my eyes and asked what was wrong once more. I blurted out that I was never going to a dance again, that no one had asked me to dance, and that I thought dances were stupid. Through tears, I told how my heart hurt and how ugly I felt. With shining eyes, my father put his hands on my cheeks and told me that I would always be the most beautiful girl in the world to him. Every sad thought left me immediately. Immediately. I knew my dad loved me and that someday, a boy would love me, too. My heart stopped hurting and he soon had me laughing with one of his silly songs and lured me into a game of H-O-R-S-E. My dad knew the right thing to say. Umm...,and it isn't always easy to know the right thing to say to a fourteen year old, trust me. I have remembered that moment often when life has had its way with me or during times when I miss him; he died just two months after 9/11. Not the best year for me, but I am thankful for the resilience and love he taught me. I can honestly say that I never heard him say a bad thing about anyone. He had been a salesman his whole life and he was proud of his profession; probably why I bought his line, hook, line, and sinker. He could sell. Thanks Dad. Happy Father's Day month to all the Dads! © by rayannethorn …; Added by Rayanne at 3:27am on June 4, 2010

Blog Post: Back in the Home Office: I was working the last 6 months onsite for one of my clients. The company was 2 hours from home so I lived in the Silicon Valley near my client's site and came home for the week-ends. While I loved…; Added by Sherry Junker at 3:02pm on February 2, 2009

Blog Post: Why I am not a Republican: The Republican Party never felt right even when I was 10 (about the time I decided on what I was). I would rate my ethics high, which means I could not be a part of anything that took from others,…; Added by Laura Burgess at 2:46pm on October 22, 2007

Blog Post: What makes me a smart recruiter?: 1. I'm tenacious... I don't let "no" get me down

2. I do what I say and set expectations appropriately on both ends

3. I network, network, network... and not just online. I keep up with old…; Added by Paige Remington at 2:07pm on January 15, 2009