Tuesday, April 24, 2007

Thought process...

So I'm currently in Chicago...My lovely sister who refuses to write on the blog (due to her current job) was performing in Iowa as the lead in the such and such Broadway Tour she is on. She was amazing and if this blog wasn't completely confidential I would tell you which one...instead you are all forced to go see all Broadway shows that come to your town! Good Luck!

When I pulled into the driveway of my childhood home the first thing I noticed was the major landscaping work my parents had done on the backyard. It looks completely different. But checking out the plants and trees and stuff that is now everywhere it reminded me of what was missing and this story for all to enjoy.

When I was about 8 years old I had a mulberry tree in my backyard. I know everyone hates them because they drop mulberry's everywhere and dye everything a purplish hue. They are also a lot of fun to throw at people like the great tomato and mulberry fight from 1988, which is a story for another time. But this mulberry tree with its intricately curving branches was the perfect climbing tree. So perfect it held my secret fort as a child.

I will never forget the day Giles fell out of the tree and his mother banned him from climbing it. Well, we engineered a pulley system in the tree that made it possible for someone to lift someone else into the tree without any climbing. Therefore Giles was no longer climbing the tree to get to our fort. His mother didn't buy that BS either, but she did allow him to climb in the tree again. I don't actually think our elevator system worked, it was just for show.

Like I said I was 8 years old and it was a hot summer day. The next-door neighbors were installing one of those above ground pools to ward off the heat! I was excited because that meant an entire summer in the pool, maybe? Well, low and behold when they finished putting in the pool they came over to the house and told us we could swim in it and then informed my parents they had to cut down the mulberry tree because it dropped berries in the pool.

I was pissed, it was my tree no one could cut that down...well actually they could, it turns out their property line extends over where the base of the mulberry tree is and the fence that exists is actually meaningless. So I complained and through a tantrum like any child who was about to lose his beloved tree would do. My parents who I believed cared for me sent me to my room for the night.

The next morning, my parents went to wake me up and could not find me for breakfast. The phone then began to ring; it was our neighbors asking my parents if they could please untie me from the tree because the tree cutters refused to cut the tree down till I moved. My parents looked out the window to see me wrapped in the rope used for our pulley system tied to the tree. My father came outside and saw that I was crying and proceeded to cut the ropes, pick me up, and carry me inside. He then told me it was better that the tree was being cut down because I would get to swim in a pool instead. This just made me angrier, but he grounded me, so I couldn't go outside. Instead I had to watch from my room as my tree was ripped from the ground and cut to pieces.

The next day I asked if I could go swimming in the pool and the response from the neighbors was, "No! Your to small, maybe in a couple years!" I was never allowed to swim in that pool and 3 years later they sold the house and the new people tore the pool out when they moved in!

When I arrived home that was the first thought that went through my head...It would have been cool if that tree from my childhood was still there!

My second thought was of how unsure I have been lately! Work has been crazy but I am not going anywhere...I'm kind of at a stand still. So lately I have been discussing options with my father to return to Grad School and get my MBA. Why? Well, I have this feeling that I could have a better job and could start moving up to a different level in the industry I currently work in. So my question for those of you out there reading this; What is getting your MBA like? And do you think this will help me excel in my career? Or am I just at that point in my life where I am confused and this will in no way help me figure things out?

15 Comments:

Anonymous Hip E. said...

You should ask RBlog:
rebeccabrowning.blogspot.com

April 24, 2007 5:57 PM  
Blogger Stickler said...

Noted and Hip E. you are all coming with me to My sis's performance when they are in San Fran, I don't care if you loathe musicals!

April 24, 2007 9:14 PM  
Blogger Steph said...

Big decisions my friend. I guess deep down you know what you want to do it's just a matter of weighing it all up.

Oh, and BOOOOOOOO! To your horrid neighbours. I would have thrown dog shit in their pool. ;)

April 25, 2007 5:32 AM  
Blogger RB said...

I recommend the MBA... I think it's been good stuff, opens A LOT of doors, makes you realize you can do way more things in life than you may have previously thought. Of course, you also have to suffer through things like accounting, have everyone think you're a douchebag because you're getting an MBA, and pay a crapload of tuition. All in all, though -- still definitely worth it. Let me know if you want to chat about it sometime.

April 25, 2007 9:43 AM  
Blogger Lynn-e said...

Ack! Those neighbors were terrible!

I do not have my MBA however I've applied to work at a few companies that won't even look at you if you don't have one. (I'll be getting my MBA after my kid goes to college) You can't go wrong in getting that degree.

And I'm working on my CPA right now, so if that accounting stuff gets too bad, I'll help you out. :)

April 25, 2007 12:19 PM  
Blogger Drunken Chud said...

boo to the neighbors man. i'd have peed in their pool. a lot. a lot a lot. then pooped too. but, i'm vengeful like that.

April 25, 2007 1:13 PM  
Blogger Stickler said...

Steph, thanks for the encouraging words and yes we would pee in their pool at night and many other much worse things!

RB, I would like that!

Lynn-e, I can just picture you in college classes with your kids cheating off of them!

Chud, Done and Done...unfortunatly I still never got to swim in it!

April 25, 2007 1:28 PM  
Anonymous Bill said...

First off, you need to email me the name of the show your sister is touring with, so I can catch them when/if they come southeast. I still remember your sis only as a little kid--the pictures you've posted of her look totally unfamiliar to me and just make me feel old. But I would love to support her art by buying expensive tickets and having a fun date night with the wife. :)

On the other topic, I'm on the opposite side of the fence from your other commenters. While I am all for going back to school--heck, I wish I'd never left--I don't know if an MBA is what you need to push you forward in your career. If you want to work the desk job side of entertainment, maybe. But if you want to be on the creative or production end, not as much. Those places that won't consider hiring you without an MBA? I guarantee they're not film studios or television networks. :)

Also, as someone who went back to school to figure out what I wanted to do with my life, I can attest that the financial drain is a pain. Maybe there's something else you can do to make a change, grow your skillset, but still stay in your field and keep earning income rather than taking out school loans...

April 25, 2007 1:56 PM  
Blogger Stickler said...

Bill, I will write you that e-mail and I will take your advice under consideration!

April 25, 2007 2:23 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Stickler, I'm at the same place. It's not just you. It must be the age. Andrea :-)

April 25, 2007 5:10 PM  
Blogger Stickler said...

Andrea, hang in there things seem like their falling in to place for ya!

April 25, 2007 5:17 PM  
Anonymous Hip E. said...

I like musicals. Les Mis was 1000 times better than "Miss Saigon" and "Ragtime" put together. I'll totally go to your musical, you big lug.

April 26, 2007 11:25 AM  
Blogger Stickler said...

Dude, I'm not holding your hand during the show no matter how many flowers you by me!

April 26, 2007 2:21 PM  
Anonymous Shark said...

Just don't go to law schoel

May 04, 2007 3:46 PM  
Blogger Stickler said...

Shark was it that bad?

May 04, 2007 4:07 PM  

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