Margo's got Moxie ! : the diary of miss red high heels

Monday thru Friday 5 days a week, put your time in, head down, keep going. No one tells you how good you are, how much you are appreciated, that you are such a great worker; sure they did that when you were eight and picked up the supplies after craft time at school. Now it’s: did you get that done? I need this by 5, can you come in this weekend, etc. You enter a job and it’s like Christmas morning everything is brand new, most employees are welcoming and you know you got a good deal. Coworkers or customers give you praises and your boss gives you a raise, life is good. You have it made, some of you are putting away to 401k, the paycheck comes in, and it’s not $0 dollars, you get to decorate your office, or find new outfits to wear; you are set. Other days you come home and you cannot wait to have a glass of something that is strong or take nap, or maybe just tune out for five minutes. The first thing you want to say could be “ what the hell was I thinking?” I must be crazy, this job...

I read that in a Luke Skywalker kind of voice. There's a moment in the movie where Yoda tells him he's well.... reckless. Yes, I am one of those people, nerds if you wish. Picture the green guy telling you this after you did something incredibly stupid or showed off like Johnny Bravo; seriously doesn't it scare the crap out of you? Luke is arrogant and impatient. As a jedi trainee he is a time bomb waiting to explode, but he's just what every trainer needs. Okay, so really he's tame compared to Han Solo who would really like to drive Jabba the Hut nuts. Or how about Maverick from Top Gun? Mav does the oh- so-awesome circus stunt fly-bys that make you wish you were there just to see the air controller's face as the coffee spills all over him! I think there is something sweet about being off the wall, and no i don't mean stay up past your bedtime and eat junk food. I mean the kind that gets your blood running as if you jumped out of an airplane or you kissed t...

When you work a full time job, the words ‘paycheck and payroll’ are music to your ears. This means you will have money in the bank and the bills get paid. Soon it’s not just bills; it’s a house mortgage, a child, car expenses, media expenses, social life expenses, insurance expenses, credit card expenses, which turns into a long trailing list of dues. The paycheck rolls in and it isn’t the golden ticket of joy you had when you got your first paycheck at your first job. For some it’s the thread holding everything together, or a chance for maybe a new pair of shoes (since your current ones are past the stage of acceptable). The check rolls in in waves, depending on when a company sends out ones paycheck. I receive mine every other week. I used to babysit when I was 12 and receiving green currency from a family was rewarding, but not as valuable. I would take the money earned and suddenly I was Paris Hilton or Donald Trump spending that money quicker than pitcher throws a fastball; it wo...