{"id":11509,"date":"2013-06-12T08:32:17","date_gmt":"2013-06-12T13:32:17","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/bekahcubed.menterz.com\/blog\/?p=11509"},"modified":"2013-06-12T15:46:48","modified_gmt":"2013-06-12T20:46:48","slug":"my-personal-collection","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/bekahcubed.menterz.com\/blog\/2013\/20130612-11509.htm","title":{"rendered":"My “Personal” Collection"},"content":{"rendered":"

I don’t think my client’s intend<\/i> to steal from me.<\/p>\n

They’re in a hurry, the kids are screaming–they don’t notice that one of the kids has a toy up his sleeve. <\/p>\n

Little Jenny has her bucket of personal toys. Mom checked to make sure she’s carrying the bucket out, but didn’t notice that Little Jenny had stashed all my sorting shapes inside.<\/p>\n

I don’t make too big a deal of it. <\/p>\n

Life happens.<\/p>\n

I take the sorting lid off the bucket and now I have my own bucket, devoid of shapes to sort.<\/p>\n

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Likewise, I don’t intend<\/i> to steal from my clients.<\/p>\n

They’re in a hurry, the kids are screaming, I’ve got ten minutes to chart on all four before we close down the office–I didn’t notice that Little Johnny left behind his toy car.<\/p>\n

By the time I find the toy the next morning when I’m tidying up my office before new clients, I can’t say for certain whose toy it was–and the client is long gone.<\/p>\n

I don’t make too big a deal of it.<\/p>\n

Life happens.<\/p>\n

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I collect the detritus in a corner of my desk.<\/p>\n

So far, I have<\/p>\n