My Magic Train


While I am not a bear in the mornings, I’m not exactly Sister Sunshine either. I’m quiet, very quiet in the morning. I appreciate other quiet people. There are three things that you can guarantee I will have in my hand when I leave the house, everything else might get left behind at one point or another. I will have my phone, I will definitely have my keys, and I will definitely have a cup of coffee. (I thank God every day for the genius that invented my Keurig!)

At 5:15 am I pull into the parking lot to the train station. I have no make up on. my hair is not fixed. I got dressed, brushed my teeth, and stumbled out the door with coffee in hand. I managed to remember almost everything I needed today. I think. I drag my rolling bag behind me like a tired child drags a blanket when they are stumbling to bed after staying up too late.

Yep, this is me. I get on the train looking akin to a zombie. I look angry, but I’m really not. I look pale, which I really am. The good news is, until now (since I am show you all) Diva and Good morning Guy are really the only people that see me this way. As soon as I board the train, cosmetic surgery begins. By the time I get my make up on, I have finished a cup of coffee, I feel almost human. I brush my hair out and pin it on top of my head. But on the magic train, I can get on looking like a zombie


About Andi

This chapter in my life is called, "Managing Millennials". People always say that I have a way with words, and that I am great at managing Millennials. The secret truth to my success? I worked at a public high school. I was an educator that specialized in behavior and building relationships. So what happens when the sweet little kids that inspired me to sponsor clubs, put in extra hours and spend my own money all enter the workforce???? They drive you crazy! I can help! I understand why these participation trophy earning young adults are driving you crazy in the work place. I understand that the fact that we are inheriting a technology talented pool of workers that sit at their desk with ear buds in their ears and celebrate medicocricy in the name if effort. I understand that you are not used to emojis and GIFs in business communication, and that you don't want to stand around on a break discussing memes, vines, YouTube epic fail videos and what you binge watched on Netflix. I once told my students that they would learn to follow my rules because I refused to be miserable for the next 1488 hours of my life. Ninety percent of the time... They did. Now, I tell my millennials that same thing, "Welcome to the workforce. There are policies and procedures in place that will help us get along for the next 2080 hours of our lives." Welcome to my blog, "Let The Managers Say Amen."

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