I’m slow. She’s fast. I’m the epitome of waiting until... wait for it... ... ... the last responsible moment. Sometimes hard to tell if it’s patience or simply an excuse for procrastination. I’d like to think the former. She would say the latter. She was a champion gopher smasher. A whack-a-moler par excellence. Striking at … Continue reading How I Survived (barely) The Perfect Storm
“No fire fighter ever got criticized for using too much water” – Stephen Poloz. Like the tree that falls in the forest when nobody is around to hear it, if we speak into our microphones while we’re teleworking from home and nobody responds, did we actually say anything? Or, were we just on mute? 🤐 … Continue reading Is There Such a Thing as Over-Communicating?