Who Moved My Cheese by Spencer Johnson, M.D.

Just Finished:

Synopsis: Who Moved My Cheese? Is a simple parable that reveals profound truths about change. It is an amusing and enlightening story of four characters who live in a “Maze” and look for “Cheese” to nourish them and make them happy.

Two are mice named Sniff and Scurry. And two are “Littlepeople” — beings the size of mice who look and act a lot like people. Their names are Hem and Haw.

“Cheese” is a metaphor for what you want to have in life — whether it is a good job, a loving relationship, money, a possession, health, or spiritual peace of mind.

And “The Maze” is where you look for what you want — the organization you work in, or the family or community you live in. The characters are faced with unexpected change.

In the story, the characters are faced with unexpected change. Eventually, one of them deals with it successfully, and writes what he has learned from his experience on the maze walls.

When you come to see “The Handwriting on the Wall,” you can discover for yourself how to deal with change, so that you can enjoy less stress and more success (however you define it) in your work and in your life.

Written for all ages, the story takes a less than an hour to read, but its unique insights can last a lifetime.

Verdict: Okay, so it’s a textbook. But I read it, so I’m posting it. Actually, this one was very good. As pretty much explained in the synopsis, Who Moved My Cheese? is about adapting to change. We control how we react to change and this is the story of 8 characters (4 actual, 4 fictitious) and how they learn to adapt to change. I was actually able to relate to a lot about what this was about. Change is constant in our work, both professionally and personally. This book reminds us that we must take the time to laugh at ourselves and choose how we want to adapt. We can move forward or we can stand still. The ones who move forward are the ones who will succeed; the ones who stand still will find themselves either following the pack, or languishing.

I found this book to be Very Good. I enjoyed it. It was a simple read, told in a “storybook” kind of way that was both entertaining and enlightening.

Degree or Not Degree, That is the Question

So, you would think that if somebody has a degree they would know it, wouldn’t you? Wouldn’t that be the logical conclusion? Evidently not. See, I attended a business college back in 1993-1994 pursuing an Associates’ in Travel Management. I left in April 1994 after an extended internship which lead me to a job in a travel agency. I never finished. Shortly after that, the college closed down. They went by a new name for awhile and then disappeared off the face of the earth.

Well, since I’m pursuing going back to finish my degree I’ve been trying to locate my old transcripts from the various colleges I’ve attended over the years. San Fernando Mission College (now known as LA Mission College), check. MSU-B, check. Billings Business College? Not so much. They’re not around anymore so I hadn’t pursued it. Until my advisor told me to contact the Montana Department of Higher Education because they should be able to help me locate at the very least an old course schedule or something like that. So, I contacted them on Sunday via email not expecting much.

Monday morning, I had an email back from them giving me the name of Remington College along with their phone number and website. Evidently, they’ve taken over all of the old Business College records. So, I went to their website and put in my request. Within minutes, I kid you not, I had a response from their records clerk. Who stated (and I quote), “I have a copy of your degree here, but am having trouble locating your records”. Evidently the older records are filed by social security number and not by name. So I let her know what my ss was and waited for her to pursue it. My mind didn’t even register the degree thing because I’d never graduated. I thought maybe she was referring to the degree program or something like that.

Yesterday afternoon, she faxed me my records. 60 credits and an AAS degree conferred as of September 2, 1994 in Travel Management. I have a degree???? Evidently I had all my credits, but I never went through any kind of ceremony. I never got a letter (at least not that I can remember) stating I’d achieved enough credits for graduation. As far as I knew, I’d never finished.

Again I ask you: If somebody has a degree they would know it, wouldn’t they?