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Irritation Overload

Nikki Friedman — Fri, 16 Sep 2011 08:53:56 +0000

What do you do when you’re on a course and someone, on that very same course, is the most irritating person you’ve ever encountered? A real opinionated schmuck.

There is no escape. Two whole floors between myself, safety and silence. The windows don’t open enough to get out. I’ve checked.

The Business Ball and Chain

Nikki Friedman — Tue, 07 Jun 2011 05:54:08 +0000

I am such a talent that I often astound myself. I am also incredibly humble.

It’s not an easy task - managing this incredible gift and remaining grounded - but my clients do a stellar job of it. High five.

Business Masochist

Nikki Friedman — Tue, 22 Feb 2011 10:40:45 +0000

If it needs pushing up a hill I’m your girl. Looks like I’m destined for the life of a business masochist. Not nearly as pleasurable as it sounds.

Mental Vacation Workout

Nikki Friedman — Fri, 14 Jan 2011 09:11:51 +0000

Apparently Plants vs. Zombies is not the mental vacation workout I had hoped it would be.

When your passion becomes your day job

Nikki Friedman — Mon, 18 Oct 2010 13:40:22 +0000

When your passion becomes your day job the first thing to go is your own brand. I never thought it would happen but this blog, and the infrequency of my posts, is all the proof I need.

I used to have so much to say but, now that I’m being paid to say it for other people, I have nothing left for myself.

It’s horrible; it’s time for a change.

The Card

Nikki Friedman — Fri, 27 Aug 2010 12:11:23 +0000

If I were a mortician my business card would so read: I see dead people.

It’s these dreams that keep the hope alive. Ironic much?

Because your service or product is really that amazing …

Nikki Friedman — Tue, 13 Jul 2010 08:13:41 +0000

I really love it when you send me those emails, trying to sell me something, and you spell my name incorrectly.

Awesome first impression. Way to lay those relationship foundations.

Illusions Shattered

Nikki Friedman — Mon, 21 Jun 2010 16:01:35 +0000

I have worked, fairly successfully, from home for just under three years and - this year - something broke and it broke in a way that couldn’t be fixed.

I woke up one day and found it impossible to eat, sleep, work and play in the same space; and this left me tortured. I didn’t want to not work from home, I didn’t want an office, I didn’t - and I still don’t - want anything corporate.

It may sound melodramatic but I believed that I was the working from home poster girl. I thought that if I ever wanted an office it would have more to do with my ego than maintaining my sanity but, as I have discovered, it is presently all about the sanity.

I now have an office that’s not attached to my home and it’s nice. It’s sparse, the premises are an intermittent building-site and the Internet - or indeterminate lack there of - is frustrating me endlessly. On the positive side I have underground parking, a great view, a Nespresso and my very own whiteboard … yeeha.

Fantastic Fantastic

Nikki Friedman — Wed, 05 May 2010 09:30:36 +0000

What a great story.

Friends/Community For Sale

Nikki Friedman — Thu, 29 Apr 2010 05:22:21 +0000

I’ve always thought - somewhat proudly - that I’m not for sale. That my opinions - good, bad or indifferent - belong to me.

I’ve always believe that I would sooner stop blogging than promote anything, to those I care about or those that value my opinion, that I don’t personally believe is worth promoting.

I sometimes wonder if the truth is really that I haven’t been offered the right price. I’m starting to think that we all have a price. Some of us are just cheap.