2006 - go ask alice

Listen: My newsletters are all under copyright. But, forget
that as far as this one goes. You can reproduce and
distribute it until the cows come home. In fact, I’m
begging you to do it.

You
Just Might Save Someone’s Life!

Alrighty then, now that I’ve set the dismal tone for this
newsletter, let me tell you about another recent event that
“sucker-punched” me in the gut. This one doesn’t have the
life or death urgency about what I have already written
about... but... it is indeed a true downer.

As many of you know, my assistant, Theresa, has pretty much
been the glue that has held my little business together
for...

17
Years!

Also,
as many of you already know, she recently got married. Her
marriage came at a complete shock to me. I had no advance
warning or clue. Also, as her husband insisted, she had to
break all ties with me very abruptly. I thought it was
going to be a smooth transition from Theresa to my new
assistant, Liliana. This turned out not be the case. We
were given one day (the day after Christmas) to get all of
my computers, products and everything else from the office
and storage unit in Ocala to take back here to Miami. Also,
Theresa had one 7-hour day to teach Liliana the computer
programs, passwords and codes and the other stuff that makes
my business tick. In other words, it was a valiant attempt
to transfer 17 years of business expertise from one person
to another in one short day.

That’s not the worst of it. We are also forbidden access to
Theresa forever. I have no way to visit her, telephone her,
e-mail her, or even send her a smoke signal. Theresa has
been very loyal and helpful to me. She is a wonderful woman
and her contribution to my life has been priceless.

But, she’s also a Jehovah Witness and, as I understand it,
when a JW woman marries, she must, according to the dictates
of that religion be almost completely subservient to her
husband. Theresa is a very classy woman. I think if the
situation were different, she’d at least talk with my female
assistant from time-to-time to help her work out any
glitches. But, none of that really matters. What is, is.
And, I’ve simply got to make the best of the cards I’ve been
dealt.