First, a quote (that has nothing to do with this entry): “Today the world changes so quickly that in growing up we take leave not just of youth but of the world we were young in…” – Peter Medawar
I thought that was pretty cool.
On to personal news: I had another outing with Marie last night. We traded e-mails earlier in the week and decided where we wanted to go. Around Thursday she admitted that she had a dental appointment on Friday where she was getting her first ever cavity filled and that she might not be her normal self.
Apparently the Novocain affected her in a strange way. It not only numbed the area but made her a little weird – weird, but in a good way (I thought). Because of the way she felt she ended up cutting the evening short, in my estimation.
We had a very nice dinner at this place down at the beach. The restaurant overlooked the ocean and the breeze coming off the water made the temperature just perfect. I was worried it might be too unbearably hot for us to sit there but I couldn’t be more wrong.
We talked, we laughed, we ate food and I stared into her beautiful brown eyes. They’re amazing. But, like I said, the evening was cut short and we were together barely an hour and a half.
Earlier in the week I went to a fast food place for dinner. I didn’t feel like eating anything I had at home so I just stopped somewhere and got something. So I drive up to the speaker and there’s a sign there warning me that they are not offering tomatoes on any of their meals. This doesn’t bother me one bit as I usually order food without tomatoes.
What struck me was the way that companies communicate these issues to their customers. I guess I should say for posterity that there is a salmonella scare with tomatoes at this point in history.
In this case, the restaurant had simply taped a piece of paper to the speaker so you’d know that your meal is not coming with tomatoes and why.
I remember September 11th, 2001 some similar communication issues coming to light. Due to the nature of the incident, the company I was working for at the time let us go home for the rest of the day. Nothing was getting done anyways. So I got home and started flipping channels so that I could get coverage from every angle.
Up to this point, I didn’t know that certain cable channels were associated with major networks. For instance, I didn’t realize that VH1 was somehow affiliated with CBS. It was amazing to see almost every channel was carrying some kind of coverage. Some channels were being covered by the same major network and none of them, it seemed, were showing commercials.
There were certain points in the day where I HAD to step away from it because it was just getting to be too much to watch so I was thankful that there were still some stations that were not carrying coverage of those events. Oh, the humanity.
I was also trading e-mails with G-lady earlier in the week. The company that she and I used to work for (and she still does) is planning a bunch of summer events. They’re taking a cruise on a local sailing ship, going to a baseball game, etc. Anyhow, she keeps asking me if I want to go to these things and when I say ‘No’, she asks “why?”.
I’m trying to relay to her the message that ‘I don’t work there anymore’ and I can tell she’s getting a little huffy. “The company is paying for it” she says “why wouldn’t you take advantage of that?”.
(I didn’t tell HER this, but) To be honest, I feel kind of stupid around those people. I left the company in a fairly abrupt manner, went to a new job and then promptly got fired. If I had watched somebody I was working with do this, I’d feel kind of bad for them. I’d feel like they made a mistake for leaving the company in the first place. (p.s. - I don't feel bad AT ALL for making the decision to leave the company. I still think it was the right thing to do).
Then G-lady calls me late in the week to tell me about her trip to New York. She went on business but spent a few days on vacation as well. She went with one of the women from her office and relayed the story of losing her voice by later in the evening.
When the woman asked why G-lady kept losing her voice she said “Well, I’m a single person who lives by themself. I’m just not used to talking after 6:00pm when I get home”. I’m not sure what she was talking about directly after she said that because I was stuck on that statement.
“Hmm”, I thought “I sometimes lose MY voice late in the evening. Now I know why”. The only communication I have after 6:00pm are the thoughts in my head. I don’t have to talk about my day with anyone. I don’t have to argue about what’s for dinner. I don’t have to say goodnight to anyone.
No bedtime stories or talking about the show I’m watching during the commercials. None of that.
Is it me or did this just take a strange turn?
I thought that was pretty cool.
On to personal news: I had another outing with Marie last night. We traded e-mails earlier in the week and decided where we wanted to go. Around Thursday she admitted that she had a dental appointment on Friday where she was getting her first ever cavity filled and that she might not be her normal self.
Apparently the Novocain affected her in a strange way. It not only numbed the area but made her a little weird – weird, but in a good way (I thought). Because of the way she felt she ended up cutting the evening short, in my estimation.
We had a very nice dinner at this place down at the beach. The restaurant overlooked the ocean and the breeze coming off the water made the temperature just perfect. I was worried it might be too unbearably hot for us to sit there but I couldn’t be more wrong.We talked, we laughed, we ate food and I stared into her beautiful brown eyes. They’re amazing. But, like I said, the evening was cut short and we were together barely an hour and a half.
Earlier in the week I went to a fast food place for dinner. I didn’t feel like eating anything I had at home so I just stopped somewhere and got something. So I drive up to the speaker and there’s a sign there warning me that they are not offering tomatoes on any of their meals. This doesn’t bother me one bit as I usually order food without tomatoes.
What struck me was the way that companies communicate these issues to their customers. I guess I should say for posterity that there is a salmonella scare with tomatoes at this point in history.
In this case, the restaurant had simply taped a piece of paper to the speaker so you’d know that your meal is not coming with tomatoes and why.
I remember September 11th, 2001 some similar communication issues coming to light. Due to the nature of the incident, the company I was working for at the time let us go home for the rest of the day. Nothing was getting done anyways. So I got home and started flipping channels so that I could get coverage from every angle.
Up to this point, I didn’t know that certain cable channels were associated with major networks. For instance, I didn’t realize that VH1 was somehow affiliated with CBS. It was amazing to see almost every channel was carrying some kind of coverage. Some channels were being covered by the same major network and none of them, it seemed, were showing commercials.
There were certain points in the day where I HAD to step away from it because it was just getting to be too much to watch so I was thankful that there were still some stations that were not carrying coverage of those events. Oh, the humanity.
I was also trading e-mails with G-lady earlier in the week. The company that she and I used to work for (and she still does) is planning a bunch of summer events. They’re taking a cruise on a local sailing ship, going to a baseball game, etc. Anyhow, she keeps asking me if I want to go to these things and when I say ‘No’, she asks “why?”.
I’m trying to relay to her the message that ‘I don’t work there anymore’ and I can tell she’s getting a little huffy. “The company is paying for it” she says “why wouldn’t you take advantage of that?”.
(I didn’t tell HER this, but) To be honest, I feel kind of stupid around those people. I left the company in a fairly abrupt manner, went to a new job and then promptly got fired. If I had watched somebody I was working with do this, I’d feel kind of bad for them. I’d feel like they made a mistake for leaving the company in the first place. (p.s. - I don't feel bad AT ALL for making the decision to leave the company. I still think it was the right thing to do).
Then G-lady calls me late in the week to tell me about her trip to New York. She went on business but spent a few days on vacation as well. She went with one of the women from her office and relayed the story of losing her voice by later in the evening.
When the woman asked why G-lady kept losing her voice she said “Well, I’m a single person who lives by themself. I’m just not used to talking after 6:00pm when I get home”. I’m not sure what she was talking about directly after she said that because I was stuck on that statement.
“Hmm”, I thought “I sometimes lose MY voice late in the evening. Now I know why”. The only communication I have after 6:00pm are the thoughts in my head. I don’t have to talk about my day with anyone. I don’t have to argue about what’s for dinner. I don’t have to say goodnight to anyone.
No bedtime stories or talking about the show I’m watching during the commercials. None of that.
Is it me or did this just take a strange turn?