About Me
- Name: M. Scott Laemmle
- Location: Reston, Virginia, United States
M. Scott Laemmle – the M. stands for Michael. Why do I go by Scott instead of Michael? This is something my parents did to me. They liked Michael Scott better than Scott Michael, but they liked Scott better than Michael. Go figure.
I am a consultant and have worked on engagements with many fortune 500 companies, primarily in the Telecom, Financial Services, and Pharmaceutical industries. I enjoy my work, but I am constantly seeking ways to express my creativity in ways that I do not get to in my work. I have an eclectic array of interests, and I have begun to create blogs so that I can categorize and work on those interests. Feel free to check them out and provide any feedback.
I graduated with a business degree from Penn State, an MBA from George Mason University, VA, and did post-graduate work at George Washington University. I have held executive positions at a number of successful start-up ventures.
Yes, but can Scott sing??? I will let you be the judge. Check out the audio clip in my profile, as I sing the Big Brown Owl with my then two year old son… (Sorry - audio clip is off-line since I switched hosting companies. I will post again soon.)
2 Comments:
At 3:16 PM,
M. Scott Laemmle said…
The car pictured above is "Oranglicious." I referred to this as my divorce car. It is the first car I ever purchased alone, and a big change from my previous vehicle - a gold Honda Odyssey.
The car was named when I took it into my office, and was roundly ridiculed by my coworkers. As a joke, one of them said, "Just don't get a license plate that says 'Oranglicious'." The name stuck.
Oranglicious was fun, but alas, it was my transition car. When I bought a house and began moving the few possessions that I managed to recover from my 13 year marriage, it became painfully obvious how impractical of a car Oranglicious was.
I have since traded her in and now drive a PT Cruiser. It is also fun, and my boys like it, but it is not the same. :-(
I traded Oranglicious in on the night that I found out my wife's boyfriend's daughter was moving into my old house. I went to "happy" hour with my boss and some other coworkers and ended up at the Chrysler dealership. Here is a helpful hint -- Don't go to a dealership after happy hour. It is likely not to end well.
I guess it is a sign of returning to normalcy that I am now driving a car that does not have a name. Here's to normalcy.
At 2:57 PM,
M. Scott Laemmle said…
OK - I still have the PT Cruiser, but I also got a black Alfa Romeo. It came pre-named, "Il Gatto Nero" -- the Black Cat. Back to having cars with names...
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