Short for "party bomb", P-Bombs are typically spoken in secret.
Used by people in the party industry, P-bombers talk trash about other people inside and outside of the industry; other party professionals, vendors and clients..
Whether they know it or not, dropping P-bombs works 100% against them.
Many party industry professionals are highly competitive, Type A personalities.
When you P-bomb this personality type, you're actually P-bombing that person into the very position that they seek... The top!
So you see, using a P-bomb isn't like kicking a dog when it's down.
So what's New Year's got to do with that?
Well, every January I make the same New Year's resolution: Be fair and good to myself and others, and doggone it - no matter what, be happy.
I did it again this year.
But then, I wonder...
Are you happy? Happy?
During a recession are we supposed to be happy?
Okay, so back to New Year's and my resolution goals.
I've been doing my best to take a 360-degree look at myself (and others, when I'm not being focused on Me) and my various personae that I sometimes wonder if it elicits more scrutiny than other people's.
When you're a party industry businesswoman, like other women, you often have to work to not embody every conceivable negative female archetype know to man - from ice queen to dragon lady to sexy siren to ball buster. And then contemplate how such flagrant and fear-based name calling can be used to your advantage (find sympathy?) among the ranks of woman party clients (especially the working ones, who, too, face the sexist remarks themselves) and other women in and outside of the party industry.
I'm not even going to touch on the "color conversation".
But really looking at ourselves, we all have to stay one step ahead of our critics. Especially me, because I have to remember to continually make myself over as the I-won't-let-you-get-close-to-me, toughie, crusader and funny chick that I can be.
Every January prompts me to take a hard close look at myself. And then as time goes by I wonder - what happened to the other months?
I don't know. I guess I better begin to be better about streamlining the negatives about myself, and see what "new flavor" I feel like making myself into.
Being an "ideas person", of course I think I have some pretty good plans about how to get it done.
Hell, I'm a woman - so according to "them", it should be all about making the choice to be perfect, right?
Here's what I'm going to do. Really it's more like, here's what I'm going to keep doing.
I am going to make choices - and ones that will take me on my own party business adventures.
And the word perfect will only enter into it when I take the things perfect for me, that I want to take with me, that will accompany me on my life and party business adventures.
Dude, like every other New Year, the days are getting shorter and colder. All I can think about is shrugging off any P-bombs possibly being hurled and moving forward.
Any urge that I've had to use the P-bomb myself (or F-bomb for that matter!), I've put to good use by staying to myself, spending time alone - sometimes by choice, sometimes not, constructively.
I make the best of knowing that people will talk (about you), even though I don't talk about them because constructively speaking, remember - I'm staying out of the P-bomb (and F-bomb) rat race?
Yes, and I'm having a good time experiencing my party business adventures and all it's ups and downs, too.
So, whether you're in the P-bomb or F-bombed out rat race or not...
Remember:
It's the journey that counts.
(How's that for a good 'ol, goll darned P-bomb for ya!)
As I write this and soon begin to try my hand at book-writing, I watch how other party business owners and their employees, and my friends and family's lives are playing out.
In the end, I wouldn't choose their lives for anything. The issues facing what's on my plate to deal with pale in comparison to many of theirs. So I know that I'm blessed to not have their pretenses and headaches to contend with.
It's good that I sometimes stay to myself. You can't write a book hanging out with a bunch of people. Besides, I don't want to try their patience.
Because you know there's a lot of crazy stuff is going on these days.
I mean geez, they're only human.
You never know. One day, one of them might feel pushed over the edge and snap.
And you can forget all about Party P-bombs, then.
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