The Musings Of An Opinionated Sod [Help Me Grow!]

New Decade, New Career?

So now my life has hit a major age milestone – and I apparently become an official fucking dinosaur for adland – I’m guessing this is why I received this random correspondence on Linkedin recently …

Now I appreciate I really, really, really love my cat … but I have to say, I don’t know if I have all the skills or qualities required to become a professional vet recruiter.

Quite frankly, I don’t think anyone who loves their pet wants me to become a professional vet recruiter.

Though I have asked for more details … hahahaha.

[Still haven’t heard back from him yet though]

That said, with Leonel’s lateral thinking approach to his job, maybe he would be better suited to working in adland than pet-care-by-proxy. He’s certainly more qualified than I am … probably – and sadly – in either job.

I don’t know about you but I’m impressed.

And very, very scared.


One Degree From Beastiality …
May 14, 2019, 6:15 am
Filed under: A Bit Of Inspiration, Attitude & Aptitude, Cats, Comment, Love, Rosie

When I was young, I used to look at people who loved their pets as a bit weird.

Maybe ‘love their pets’ isn’t right … I mean overlove them.

Buying them presents.

Signing their name in birthday/Christmas cards.

Kissing them goodnight before you went to bed.

Maybe part of this is because the only pet I had as a kid was a goldfish.

There was a moment I almost – emphasis on almost – managed to talk my parents into getting me a doberman, but it fell short.

So my relationship with animals at home was severely limited.

Then I got Rosie.

For a street cat from Singapore, she struck gold.

She’s lived around the World. She’s been given treats and toys to her hearts content. She’s even had special cat houses and nooks built for her personal pleasure.

Hell, I have even done freelance jobs to ensure she could be flown inside the cabin of a plane rather than in cargo!

And what have I got in return?

Complaints. Loud meows. And a general feeling she’s always disappointed with the people who saved her.

But despite that, I love her.

I love her with all my heart.

In some respects, I regard her as my first child … demonstrated by the fact that when Otis was born, I went to great lengths to ensure Rosie still felt a valid member of the family.

If I heard someone say that prior to having a pet of my own, I admit I would have either wanted to smash them in the face or call an ambulance.

But it gets worse.

Oh yes … the man who wrote only a few sentences ago, that he was suspicious of people who ‘overloved’ their pet is about to admit being peak ‘pet overloverer’.

You thought it was bad when I spent a shitload of cash for a cuddly toy that was made to look like Rosie didn’t you?

And you’d be right to think that.

So I daren’t imagine what you will think when you learn that I paid an equal amount of stupid cash on this …

If that wasn’t bad enough, I really, really like it.

Alright … alright … I’ll let you have the first punch for free.

Be A Boss. Like A Cat.
August 12, 2015, 6:10 am
Filed under: Cats, Comment, Cunning, Experience, Standards

Northern has written about this before.

I’ve sort-of written about this before.

But the picture above sums up the strategic evil genius of the average moggy like never before.

Seriously, Bond movies shouldn’t feature an evil villain stroking his cat because the cat IS the evil villain.

That said, there’s something to be said for holding back on what you give to others.

I’m not talking about in your personal life.

That is the one place where being open, expressive and willing can give you amazing results.

I’m talking about at work.

Where giving things away too easily, too quickly, too keenly can end up robbing you of opportunity.

Where people don’t see your true value because you’ve not demonstrated why it is valuable.

Sometimes, holding back will force others to stop and give you the time of day because you have intrigued them rather than just satisfied them.

You have to be careful with it … you can’t use it all the time … and you have to ensure you give just enough to make the people who matter, want more … but many of the people I have seen get to the top – or earn the highest salaries – have got there because they were smart enough to work out how to manage their own value rather than simply offer value to the company they worked for.

Someone didn’t invent the phrase ‘treat them mean to keep them keen’ by accident.

[Though maybe they meant ‘mean’ to be more about being miserly than having an attitude]

So forget business books that talk about what you can learn from the Mafia or Jesus … the real skills would be found in a book that teaches you what you can learn from a cat.