I am the "SpongeBob" of my place of work. Except I don't pay to work there; I'm being paid to work there. You would understand the reference if you've ever watched an episode of SpongeBob SquarePants. The work ethic is just insane. Although, I am totally NOT an all-work, no-play type of person. I do like to focus on work before play but there is ALWAYS room for play. For example:
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I've been in IT since 2004 but I don't necessarily think my career started until 2006 when I was hired as a Software Engineer. I spent 5 years in that role and then transitioned into a Systems Analyst, or a Secretary according to Greg (the manager who hired me). He has on numerous occasions referred to me as his charity case. When he hired me, everything I knew was from school and so he took a huge risk by hiring me.

As a software engineer, I got my hands dirty with programming languages such as html, php, asp,, C#, sql, mysql, perl, and much more. I've created desktop applications to allow external customers to maintain AD passwords and account maintenance. I've maintained in-house merit, bonus and stock-option applications. I've created SharePoint sites and administered them. I also picked up SQL Server Reporting Services (SSRS) and at one point became the technical resource for the report writing team.

The first application I supported as a systems analyst was MKS Integrity. I took the application from a high-volume post-implementation ticket generator to a nearly nonexistent post-implementation ticket generator. I commanded and earned the respect of my business owners, proving over and over that I understood what they wanted and delivered nothing short of what they wanted. I took control of my business owner as it was either take control of them, or be taken control by them. The latter was NOT going to be an option. By the time the project was handed off to my peer, I had solidified the working relationship between my department and the business owners.

My next challenge was a document repository application where my business owner was from the Legal Department. Other departments such as sales and account also uses the application. I will say that it wasn't pretty at the beginning. The analyst before me spent 3 years trying to upgrade the application to a supported version. The application was upgrade four months after I was forced onto the project. Two month after the upgrade we implemented a major release with little to no issues. Another five months and we migrated all International users to the supported version of the application. Again, without issues.

During the 15 months I was on this project, I also rebuilt the nearly non-existant relationship with the Legal Department. I only promised what I knew I could deliver and made sure my deliverable was flawless and on-time. I also wow'd the "Executive Vice President, General Counsel, Corporate Secretary and Chief Administrative Officer" with key performance indicator reports. That event, itself, triggered a series of "Rockstar" emails from the toughest legal counsel to the "Executive Vice President and Chief Operating Officer" at the top of my reporting structure down to my manager. I strongly believed that event set the tone for both departments: we knew what they wanted and they knew we were capable of delivering what they wanted. I think everyone important in that company knew who I was that day. I'm still not sure if that's a good or bad thing!

I also became the official Scrum Master for our first agile team in the department once we adopted the SAFe Framework. I carried the team through the final steps of drawing down one ticketing application to the release of a new ticketing system. I also worked through numerous impediments that the team faced and came out unscathed.

Nevertheless, I strongly believe that my technical background as a software engineer has definitely been a tremendous benefit for my current role. Without it, I don't think I would have been able to earn the title of being my manager's best employee.

Send me an email if you'd like to see my resume.
I've been married to The Husband since 2002.

I have two awesome kids: Everest and Yuechang. I have always wanted 4 kids but gave up after having these two. Not quite sure how some women do it. There was really nothing exciting about being pregnant other than 1) knowing that the little one inside me is 100% depending on me and 2) seeing my tummy warp when the baby moved. Still, it's not enough to convince me to have more. Plus, I just don't see life as needing to pop out kids left and right. Every now and then I get the earful about needing to have more kids or The Husband will leave me. It's odd that my parents still think this way especially when Hmong couples these days are having affairs and divorces like it's the in thing. As far as I'm concerned, The Husband is welcome to leave at anytime if he wants another baby and I refuse to give in to his demands.
I am a person with very few friends. I'm sure it didn't help that I grew up being a loaner and I've gotten used to that. I don't feel that my life requires an abundance of friends anyway. But of the handful of friends that I do have, I absolutely adore them. They are the few who can take my bluntness and no-bullshit policy. I like shit served straight-up as it is rather than having it dressed up with garbage that I have to dig through. I definitely do not enjoy digging for information especially when it comes to bad criticism. I do welcome constructive criticism though, as I'm always wanting to make myself a better person. I will admit that I am a gossip whore; not one to spread, but one to consume.
I am my parents' only surviving daughter and the youngest of 5 children. I've been accused of being a spoiled brat growing up, but I can say that was not the case. I grew up in a culture where women were less superior than men; had less opportunities. Women were seen and valued only as children-producing machines. A wife was to blame if she could not produce a son. Growing up, my parents tried to groom me into my future role as a daughter-in-law, making sure I did the brunt of all chores around the house. I was taught to be obedient and never argue back. I wasn't allowed to voice my opinions. Of course, my own self-review would clearly indicate that I failed at that. I argued back and voiced my opinions constantly. I didn't like to cook, vacuum and mop floors, or scrub toilets. I didn't enjoy doing my family's dirty laundry. I didn't enjoy going out to the chicken coops.

Instead, I buried my head in my studies. For me, the key to success was not my ability to be a subservient wife or daughter-in-law. My success was my education; it would open doors for me. From the time I was old enough to understand, I was able to conclude that my parents were never going to support me the same way they would support my brothers. I knew that if my future didn't go as planned by my parents or in their favor, I would be on my own. And the only way I thought I would have a fighting chance of taking care of myself was to stay in school so that I can land a good-paying job. I took my education seriously and did as little as possible around the house, just barely enough to please my parents.

There were some good things that came out of what my parents tried to instill in me. Perseverance and hard work. My work ethic is in some ways my mom and other ways my dad. My mom was a housewife. Her income was based on the produce from her tiny garden. Every year she started her garden as earliest as possible and ended as late as possible; whereas the others would started and ended on time. My dad, on the other hand, was the breadwinner and that's not saying much: he worked as a custodian earning minimum wage. He spent years trying to be the best employee and worked his way up to became a supervisor. With very little income, the family received financial assistance from the government. Even then, my dad kept a job when others didn't or wouldn't. I honestly believe that my dad definitely had something to prove. I don't think he was happy about having to rely on government assistance to help raise his family, and so he ended up working his butt off just to show us kids that even without an education, working at minimum wage and relying on government assistance, he was still going to go out every day to earn his living and put food on the table.
I began hunting with he Husband several years ago because I didn't like that he was often going by himself. So I started to tag along. Plus, he glows when he tells his friends that I hunt with him. And, they envy him. There is definitely something to say about a wife hunting with her husband.

We mostly deer hunt. I've gone boar hunting twice and dove hunting several times. I've used a compound bow, rifle, muzzleloader and shotgun but my weapon of choice would be the rifle.

I also got myself into fishing. I mostly enjoy fishing for catfish, but am slowly getting into large-mouth bass as well. Trout fishing is fun, especially with the kids. Most times, I can't even hook the bait fast enough for them. I've thought about doing the salmon run in California, but I can't quite justify the price of a non-resident tag.
Maisee Xiong