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Way to GO

Our HR department presents some great courses for us.  At times, they bring in special presenters from around the country and if those speakers are invited to return, you can bet that the class received rave reviews and is probably worth attending.  I recently went to one of these encore presentations and I know now why it was brought back. The name of the class was The GO System and it was a fabulous course.  Our facilitator was Susan Kousek and she was super.  Mind you, there was nothing new and earth-shattering in the class--many of the principles that were discussed have been around for some time.  However, the time was right for me to hear the ideas and incorporate them into my work. I was so inspired by what I heard that I stopped at the office supply store on the way back to the office to buy the materials that I needed to put the principles into practice immediately.  I have been using the system faithfully ever since and it is truly making a difference.
As great as the early part of the session was, the last hour or so was even better, if that is possible.  During this time, Susan presented tips on how to tame the email Inbox.  Because our county uses Outlook 2007, Susan tailored the tips specifically to that system. I couldn't even begin to tell you the difference that this has made for me.  I thought that I was a relatively savvy Outlook user--this class reminded me that no matter how much you know, there is always something else to learn.

As much as the system has helped at work, it has helped even more at home.  I am an organized person at work.  People there would never dream that my home is in chaos.  I am so thankful that I have been able to adapt the system at home for my appointments and bills and it is truly making my families lives easier.

There are trainers for The GO System all across the country.  If your work life could use some organization, I highly recommend it.

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