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Tuesday, February 24, 2004
Dreams of GrandeurDid you ever have one of those dreams that when you woke up you couldn't figure out how all of these things appeared in the same dream?I had that very dream the other night and I think I have to blame it on the dessert I had after dinner. I had strawberry ice cream with black olives, beef gravy and whipped cream. It's been a family favorite for many years. I enjoyed my carefully prepared dessert while I was watching the newest business reality show "The Apprentice." That's the show where young business tycoons go through a 13 week job interview with the "Donald." Donald Trump. The "applicants" are assigned tasks each week and at the end of every show someone gets fired. The firings continue until there is one surviving applicant. After the grueling 13 week reality show/interview, the winner gets to run one of Trump's companies for a year at the salary of $250,000. I had headed to bed right after the show and didn't give my super dooper sundae a chance to digest. I was intensely inspired by what I had seen on Mr. Trumps show that in my dream I found myself in the middle of his show. My task was to give an inspirational speech Madison Square Garden on the successful relationship principles of James "I Feel Good" Brown. Just to set a benchmark, me trying to give an inpirational speech is like Wierd Al trying to sing a ballad. I arrived at MSG, got out of the limousine and plunged into a crushing crowd. People were screaming and yelling so loud that I couldn't hear myself think. People were begging for autographs as I walked by. Leading me into the Arena was my chief of security, Liza Minelli. Once inside the crowd went wild. They charged the stage. New York's finest formed a blue line that protected me from the oncoming throngs of fans. After 90 minutes of massive inspiration and sharing my pearls of wisdom, I left feeling exhilarated having never accomplished a huge feat like this before. I was ushered off the stage where I was interviewed by Catie Couric. Donald told me to meet him in the boardroom. When he invites you to the boardroom, your longevity is coming to a rapid end. I walked in to the boardroom and he told me to be seated. Mr. Trump was surrounded by his lieutenants John Kerry and John Edwards. Mr. Trump asked John Edwards what he thought about my performance. He said "with that accent I thought he would have done much better." Trump then turned to John Kerry and asked what he thought, but I don't have time to chronicle Mr. Kerry's entire response here. I felt like I was fighting for my life. I told Mr. Trump that "I already gave the best that I could and I have no regrets at all." He was so shocked by my statement that his combover almost lost its composure. He read me the riot act and I stared him down. He finally did the deed. He bellowed "you're FIRED......" Just as he said the word fired, I sat up straigt in my bed with sweat pouring down my face and thought "if going out on a limb worked for William Hung, it can work for me." I learned that if you are willing to take risks, doors will continue to open for you. Now all I need is a few ideas. I've got to go prepare another sundae! Posted by Life's Little Observer |
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