Making progress on Volume 2 for the upcoming book.  Though I’ll be including it I am keeping it a 2 – in – 1 Volume set.  

  • Volume 1 Geologic Atmospheric and Technologic EMFs
  • Volume 2 Esoteric EMFs

Each contains stories of experience along with tools and strategies employed 

And a summary of remedies at the end of each section.

However, the flow of Volume 2 is different in that the information is often within the story itself.

For readability and context.

I’m about to the section on Factor X which had me thinking of the complexity of this esoteric energy.

How environment – especially people – can impact our health and well-being.

I was in the shower – one of the best thinking places when I’m stuck – when I remembered a rather dramatic example of this.  

Years ago I was onsite at a software integrator as part of a multi-vendor supply chain certification lab.  As it was more or less an “All for One and One for All” objective we needed to cooperate because no one was cleared until we all cleared.  This made it unique as we were competitors but a lot of fun too.

I liked the people I was working with.

Early on I was chatting with one of the other vendors.  An older guy –  early 60s? – he asked about my background and how I ended up selected for the project.  I explained that in addition to being a global supply chain expert, I’d done something similar once-upon-a-time for a different company.  Turns out he, too, had been on that project.  He was very traumatized by it.

I understood.  It was one of the most hostile and toxic customer environments I was ever assigned to.

“Do you remember Sam Y?” he asked, eyes wide.

Changed the name of course.

I replied that yes, I did remember this person who was notorious for terrorizing vendors.

This guy went on for quite awhile about how terrified he’d been of that guy.  I explained that I was actually assigned to a test lab in a different building so I’d only been treated to the charisma once.

I was in that other lab working on a competitor’s box for interoperability testing.  Suddenly a big guy came in and started screaming at everyone. 

I  was floored.  I’d never seen anything like that – an adult in a professional environment coming in and screaming. 

 I turned to watch him go from workstation to workstation yelling about the most bizarre things.  

I still couldn’t even believe he was yelling like that!

He stopped in front of the competitor’s box I was remotely logged into.

It was across the room from where I was sitting.

He started demanding – at the top of his lungs – who gave who the authority to have that box in there since 1 – it wasn’t him and 2 – it wasn’t on the certification list.  Taking a deep breath I stood and approached.

I wasn’t afraid of the guy but I’d seen my colleague’s face – she was terrified of him.

I calmly explained that I was working with that workstation and when he opened his mouth – his face all red with fury – I went on to explain that he was standing in the testing lab.  “It’s where we certify the boxes so they will get on the list.”

He then demanded to know who authorized me to work on that certification and just who the hell was I as he’d never seen me before.

What an ass.

By now every vendor in the room was staring in mute distress.  Me?  Whatever.

I mean the guy was an ass.  I wasn’t about to let him push me around when I’d done nothing wrong and had every right to be doing what I was doing.

I explained where I normally worked and told him I was the one with the expertise to be doing the cert on that box.  The more I explained the more enraged he became because he hadn’t been told.  He finally stormed out throwing over his shoulder he was going to get to the bottom of it.

There were two other vendors in the newer lab and neither of them had been on that project but had heard about Sam Y.

His reputation for verbally abusing vendors was notorious.

The one guy who started that conversation told me he still has nightmares about the guy and running into him.  I told him something I thought would put him at ease about that.

“You know he’s dead, right?”

He didn’t.  I explained that the guy had been driving across the parking lot leaving work for the day when he had a massive heart attack and crashed into a light pole.  He died from the heart attack.

A few days later the competitor approached me.  He said, “I can’t stay on this project.  There are too many similarities to that other one and I’m having nightmares.”

I understood and assured him I would bring his replacement up to speed.

That replacement was a very cool guy who was a bit bewildered as he’d not worked at his company when that other project was going on and thus had no experience with that kind of hostility.


Sure enough there came a time when someone decided they needed to be on the project in order to give a blessing to our work.  This one, every bit as hostile to vendors, began showing up at our meetings.

All the vendors assigned to the project sat and worked together to get all the boxes certified.  It was really peaceful.  Until that guy showed up.

By now everyone was familiar with Sam Y and his negative impact on someone who was a really nice guy and a successful sales rep.

An impact that was giving him nightmares four years after that program ended.

One afternoon the current version of treat-your-vendor-like bleep turned his wrath on me because I “had no right to bring in the workstation” I was working on without his permission.

Which I didn’t need.  He wasn’t on the project, just a contractor who liked to bully vendors whenever possible.

I was in the process of explaining the situation when a different vendor spoke up for me.  

He totally shut the guy down mid-sentence.

At that point yet another vendor spoke up.

I just listened as competitors went to bat for me.

In a rage the guy left at which point the sales rep I was sitting across from smiled at me and said “I’ve been screamed at by him.”

I thanked everyone for their support and we moved on.

By the time I was on yet another global supply chain project – across the country no less – I was truly adept at handling screaming and disrespectful professionals.

Not everyone was.

I always did what I could to help but at the end of the day there are people who suffer because they are abused at work.

In the years after I left Corporate to pursue a writing career I’ve come across situations that aren’t exactly fun and games though nothing close to what I witnessed in Corporate.  I did what I could to redress the damage and in the process learned a lot about how to protect myself from other people’s energies.

I include the tools and strategies I’ve learned in Volume 2.

Stay tuned.

Note:  Humor is a wonderful way to deal with hostile employees.  I once worked onsite at a customer managing a group tasked with switching to a new vendor.  


Not all the employees were happy about the decision to replace one hardware platform with another and were incredibly hostile to us.

Shoot the implementation messenger.

One guy kept coming around.

Another one trying to get himself into a position of authority on a project he had nothing to do with.  

As there was nothing to be done about it I waited til he was out of earshot and told the guys on the project we’d come up with a nickname for him so we could talk about him and warn each other when he was close and he wouldn’t know it.

One of the guys came up with a word and I ran it through my PC filter to come up with Mulch.  They loved it and morale improved dramatically.

One of the guys even brought in a Polaroid of a pile of leaves he’d been raking and pinned it on the wall of the bullpen we were working in.

It’s a technique that is powerful.

Humor.  Great medicine.

Post Note: Surviving that project earned me a lot of respect. I was once in a meeting with the CEO of General motors and when I mentioned that project in context he said, “You were on that project huh? Tell me about it.”

He even told one of the others in the meeting to be quiet so he could listen.

He went on to tell me it was before his time but he’d heard quite a bit about it.

It was a good meeting that day.

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