Passing through security at Denver International Airport, I’m not happy about flying, not even when about to see some of my favorite people. Or, flying is like waking up in the morning … give it some time and it gets better.
Yesterday I had my internet service cut off to avoid distractions from my home projects (writing unreadable novel, reading unwritable novel, and other things). Meanwhile, getting on my bike, I laid my flip phone outside the doctor’s office, on a window ledge. An hour later, I discovered no phone and no way to call my phone with Skype to see if someone had picked it up. As I biked back to the doctor’s office, I pictured the phone gone and my getting that iPhone 5 that my phone company had been offering me for so little money for so long.
Last week our CEO walked by my cubicle, talking rapidly on a cell phone to someone from another company, “…I cannot believe you are still on [IBM’s] Lotus Notes. I was in a company that was where you are, and five years ago they switched over to Outlook…."