I spent much of last week (when not in Vegas, that is), meeting and greeting complete strangers – trying to explain in 35 words or less why I am a kick-ass accountant/finance exec/consultant [the blog goes unmentioned]. I had 3 different coffee dates set up on Thursday…probably should have gone with the decaf. By the 3rd meeting, I may have come across as an overly-enthusiastic accountant/finance exec/consultant.
Some of these things can be excruciating. I’ve figured out that “you’ve got a really great resume” is just another way of saying “she’s a good sport” or “bless her heart”. [Did I mention I can pivot table the phone book and I come with my own help desk?]
And after a couple of these speed-rating sessions – I just want to put certain answers on my business card so we don’t have to cover them again:
- Rhymes with “Dave”
- Nope, not short for anything…It’s Irish
- Why’d I moved out to San Diego? Umm, it’s an accountant’s mecca – you didn’t know that?
- Not that kind of black belt…Six Sigma Black Belt
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