I’ve been called many names over the years, but it was the first time I had been referred to as a Rudolph. Yes, Rudolph. As in Rudolph-the-Red-Nosed-Reindeer.

Several years ago, I was whining to a friend about some of my work challenges. He shook his head, smiled, and said, “It’s because you are a Rudolph!”

I was perplexed because I knew I wasn’t guiding Santa’s sleigh, and my nose was not especially red, so I asked what he meant. He explained that he had read a book called… More Posted on 12-14-24