Timber's Morning Coffee

 Yup. You read that right. I've been rejected for over 80 jobs. Ouch, right? I've sent my resume to over 100 different employers, like Nike, Clubhouse, Zendesk, Starbucks, Springboard, etc. I've received a stack of rejection e-mails from about 80 of them. The others didn't even bother to send a response. Before you ask, each one was individually tailored, with a different cover letter. They included all of the keywords, highlights, blah blah blah... all the things. I've had exactly one interview. Yes. Only one. I thought I did really well. Had a great conversation with the interviewer. We were both excited, and she said that she was going to recommend me for the next step. As I waited for the instructions, and waited, and waited... I finally received the rejection e-mail. The next step never came. So, what does this feel like? Unequivocally, this sucks. It bites the big one. It's a kick in the unmentionables. It feels personal. It makes me feel worthless. It lea...

Let’s be honest, business formal and business casual are dead! Gone are the days of the three-piece suits, the button up shirts, the ties, the blazers, and thank goodness, the khakis.  In this blog, I will be talking about the five reasons why it’s important to destroy your company’s archaic and antiquated dress policy. If you stick around to the end, I will give you some tips on how to implement your new policy quickly. If you’re new to this blog, my name is Timber, and I am a disruptive, forward thinker, who is challenging the established ways of doing business. The traditional model is dead and it’s time to forget every metric you know.  Let’s get started! Here are the five reasons why business formal and business casual dress codes are dead. Number one - No one can agree on what business casual is, or is not. We all pretty much know business formal - three piece suit or tailored dresses, button up shirt and tie, fancy belt and shoes. However, when it comes to business casu...

It was gradual. So gradual that I didn’t notice. It happened the same way that my eyesight changed. One day, everything was crystal clear. Time progressed. My arms became too short. There wasn’t enough light. The print was too small. In a world of followers, subscribers, kings, queens, creators, artists, influencers, personalities, and pseudo-celebrities, there’s no room for the undistinguished. Elitism and pretension abounds. There’s nowhere left for the commonplace, the prosaic, the lowly.  In order to be seen as successful, a person needs to be “somebody.” In order to have value, they must be efficacious, meaningful, moving, significant. The “nobodies” are abrogated, invalidated, neutralized, annihilated… rendered worthless and meaningless. But nobility and influence cannot be declared, or taken. Celebrity cannot be purchased. These things must be given, and they only exist through the generous grant of attention. Without consideration and acknowledgment from the commoner, royal...

For me, life has been a whirlwind of changes lately. As you know from my previous couple of posts, I've started a yoga practice. And, surprisingly, I've kept it. Unlike the other forms of physical exercise, this one has been integrated into my life and it's now become a part of my daily routine. The reasons for this are probably less complex than you might think. You see, yoga isn't just about the physical. The asana (postures) are just one part of the whole path. I'm not going to go into a diatribe about the Eight Limbs, or give a dissertation on the Yamas and the Niyamas. If you want that kind of information, you can find it from other sources. However, where I've found my groove is in the asana practice, meditation, and self-inquiry/journaling. After a few months of practicing on my own, I decided that I would take my first actual class... in a studio... with (gulp) people. I was terrified. I wasn't sure what to expect. Since it was also Hot Yoga (26 ...

All my life, I’ve had crooked teeth. Well, since my adult teeth came in, anyway. Several years ago, my mother told me that during my Senior year in high school, I was given the choice of braces, or an oboe. Guess what I chose? Yup. And I thought I was going to go on and study music. Fast forward 25 years down the road... I’ve had a few issues with my mouth. One of which was a couple of tooth abscesses due to another chronic health condition. I’ve had to undergo regular root planing/descaling a few times. Now, it’s just kind of old hat to me. This latest time, though, because of bone loss and aforementioned abscesses, I am looking at extraction of two of my upper molars. Fortunately, it’s bilateral, so I’m losing a tooth on each side. Have to look at the positive - balance, you know. I never really realized how vain I was about this. One of the things that came out of the latest appointment is that I am never going to have straight teeth. That is, if I want to keep all of my ...

It’s true. I have started a Yoga Journey (TM). Over the course of the years, I have participated in many modalities of fitness/mind/body training. I’ve done tumbling. I’ve participated in track & field. I was a cheerleader. I achieved a black belt in Tae Kwon Do/Tang Soo Do. I tried weightlifting - not a joke. (Seriously, I did, but it was absolutely hilarious.) I danced. I bought exercise bands in different levels of resistance. I did bodyweight exercises. (Not bad, but BORING!!!) I briefly thought about CrossFit, but then decided that I didn’t want to be called Bret, or wear Axe Body Spray (R). Throughout the years, I kept coming back to one thing - Yoga. I don’t know why, but it kept calling me. Perhaps, as an adolescent, it was the thought of being able to bend over far enough to self-gratify. (Don’t laugh, it’s a thing with some guys.) Maybe it was the thought of having enough flexibility to prevent injury. It might have been because I thought that I had incredible balance...