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JAN 28TH

When you are up you are up, so don’t stoop low. Lift up and stretch your legs and grow. Today I trained a new associate, fun times. I definitely had that in my skill set, I am an expert team builder and trainer to new employees. I never thought I would take a liking to building a team from nothing to something. But now it’s like a super talent I own.

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Richardo…

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JAN 16TH

When positivity strikes where will you be? Today for at work, I was happy to meet 3 more amazing women trying to change their lives for the better. The happiness they displayed to me as I shared my story with them was wonderful. My co-worker, I worked with today in Manhattan, New York the place of horrible traffic, nowhere to park and wandering traffic police officers, happened to be a happy and lovely place today.

My co-worker and I were so happy to work with each other, it was just pure magic and understanding and teamwork rolled up in a big ball. The positive energy and laughs were so natural, the creativity and like-mindedness moments of clarity were to die for. It was all in all a great HUMP DAY…We definitely got over the hump. Happy Wednesday.

10 Words To Describe The Day:
Italian
Colors
Blue
Yellow
Artwork
Legacy
Homeland
Office Goals
Elevator
Face Time

How would you describe your day?

Richardo…
@rawmultimedia


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THE DAY SOMEONE STOLE MY SANDWICH

THE DAY SOMEONE STOLE MY SANDWICH

So it was a Wednesday, nope Friday Jr., aka Thursday, and it’s the lunchroom at work.  Bright smiles on my face the entire day, just knowing the sandwich I hand crafted from home, was going to be mines.  I mean I made that sandwich with my own hands, piece by piece, layer by layer, with so much love in my body.  For of course, when you love what you eat and eat what you love, shoot, love and delight ooze out of you infinitely.  Well, at least this is what I tell myself.
So yes, Thursday was the day, I remember it so vividly when I arrived at the work refrigerator to find my sandwich of love, and it was not there…I panicked, I said to myself, well maybe I left it at home.  Wrong, I remember so many memories of seeing this lovely sandwich enter the fridge early in the morning as I came into work, in as many angles, slow motion, depth of field as my human mind could allow.  Where was thy sandwich, I got scared, maybe it ran away.  But nope, someone ate it, stole it from the fridge, left crumbs on the table and even the cute wrapper it was in.
My heart was stolen, never to be okay once again, that I never brought a sandwich back to work ever again.  To find out months later, visually seeing a co-worker of mine, joyfully walk in the lunchroom and gone in a fridge and randomly ate someone’s lunch.  I had to build up all the might in my body to ask, hey, why did you do that, and his reply was, I am hungry, it looked good, there is no one here, and they will never know it was me, plus he didn’t care…and there and then I realized my friend was sandwich thief, and I could not unsee the madness of him eating someone else’s handcrafted delicious sandwich, that they will never get to eat.
Has this happened to you?

Thank for reading,
Richardo A. Wilson

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