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Wednesday, January 17, 2007, 8:49 am

Forward and back

It finally decided to get all wintery on me last night. Somewhere around 9:00 I think the winds kicked up and took the temperature down into the 20s. Not crazy-cold, but cold enough. I slept under an extra blanket.

My annual review is coming up at work. Holy cow, can you believe it? A year, and all that that attends. On the one hand it feels like it’s flown by, but on the other I feel like I can remember every second of it like it just happened. I also feel like I’ve written this before. I hate repeating myself.

I pitched an idea for a public-image campaign to three of my co-workers yesterday, and not one of them liked it. Which stinks, because I thought it was one of my best ideas. I don’t know whether they’re right and I’m wrong or I’m talking to the wrong people. I guess it doesn’t matter in the end, because if those people don’t like it, the client will never hear about it. Bleh.

On the other hand, yesterday I found out we scored a major win, a client I really wanted to work for. And while that’s definitely good news, I can’t stop thinking about that other campaign, the one where I so obviously missed the mark. This troubles me.

I guess it’s just part of who I am, though. I’m that guy who takes the wins in stride and fixates on the losses. Old dog, new tricks, et cetera and so forth.

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  1. Here’s some really good advice I’ll offer because you’re the greatest blogger in the history of the planet: Start the annual review by taking off your pants.

    Derek

    Wednesday, January 17th, 2007, 10:19 pm


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