Re: Why you should never say “It’s not my job” (even when it’s not).

… from the office of MOM

Watching some young people (you know who you are) out in the working world, I sometimes wonder where their parents are. Then I wonder where my bosses are. . .

I understand that the concept that “the customer is always right” is no longer taught in many workplaces, however, I think that the expression has gotten a bad rap (I know I’m dating myself here). It doesn’t mean – and has never meant – that the customer gets his/her own way all the time. And there is a reason why it’s good for you, the employee, to learn rules that seem counterintuitive in the beginning.

Here was the scene at the grocery store last week: I was bagging for a 20-something cashier who was telling a customer that she had picked up the wrong item for the coupon she wanted to use. The customer said something to her that I couldn’t quite hear, but began with: “You should…”

At this point, the cashier threw her head back and snapped, “That’s not my department.”
The situation escalated as the customer angrily snatched back her coupon from the cashier’s hand. The cashier responded with, “So rude.”

The next few minutes were very uncomfortable for everyone as the groceries were bagged up. Then the customer left in silence.

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Wishing Everyone a Peaceful Holiday…



Whether you’re celebrating Christmas or simply enjoying some family time together, I hope it’s a happy and restful time for you and those you love.

Art for Non-Artists: Henna Leaves


I accidentally overwrote this post, so I am reposting the photos and will try to fill in the instructions as I wrote them.

I was interested in the little leaves I’ve seen in in Henna designs. They are formed by starting a distance away from the vine. Below I drew a step-out for you to follow.



Henna leaves

This is the design I drew using the leaves. I found a similar pattern online looking through henna pictures.


Then I took a cell phone photo of it and cleaned it up in Photoshop. Below is the inverse picture which is also pretty. After cleaning it up, I saved it as a jpeg file and imported into Artrage where I added the colors above using the fill tool to create the final image (first photo in post).

little picture invert


So, even a little doodle like this can add interest to your posts – sometimes less is more.


For more on posts on Art for Non Artists (AFNA), go HERE.



How the Fates Fell Out – Part II: Clotho’s Song


 “…what she wanted was something money couldn’t buy.”
“Happiness?” Ruby asked.
Olivia shook her head. “No, she wanted satisfaction.”
“Aren’t they the same thing?” Ruby asked.
“Not necessarily,” Olivia answered.


[Author’s Note: This is an excerpt from the Year of the Numen]

Synopsis: On the threshold of old age, Avery and Olivia renewed their friendship after thirty years. Due to scheduling conflicts, they find themselves calling each other during Olivia’s morning excursion by shuttle to her new job. Over time, the regulars on the shuttle become involved in their daily conversation.

Avery, a writer, now working as a TV news editor in New York, admits he is bored with his work. Olivia, his cousin, encourages him to return to writing. He says he’s out of ideas. She reminds him how they used to create stories together when they were children. Avery asks her to begin a new story. Olivia obliges him with the tale of The Year of the Numen.


The Memory Palace and Clotho’s Song


Monday morning on the shuttle –

“Should we make it a garden or a cave?” Avery asked soon after Olivia answered her phone.

“I think it should be a temple,” she said.


“Because they’re goddesses, Avery.”

“Oh, yeah, right. But how should we mark it out? We can’t go back to the field…” Avery’s voice trailed off.

“No, we can’t do that,” Olivia agreed. “We need to make something else. I don’t know. It’s been so long since I used a memory palace that I’m out of practice. I’m sorry to tell you that I became convinced for a time that it was an evil thing.”

“What? How did that happen?” Avery asked.

“Well, you have to admit it’s a common practice in the occult,” she replied, lowering her voice so that Ruby did not hear her.

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How The Fates Fell Out – Illustration

I finished the main illustration for Olivia’s story on how the Fates fell out.

Here you can see Clotho laying into her sisters, Lachesis and Atropos.



“So, as I said to Avery, the sisters got tired of all that spinning, weaving and cutting… and quite frankly they were sick of each other. Imagine spending all your time in your living room – all day, every day – never going anywhere?”

You can read about how they came to blows here.

More stories to come. 🙂