Your First Car
May 11, 2004
What was your first car? I was whipping down the freeway on Saturday on my way to the CC for SPRT (that awesome day when the trainers get to persecute the incoming crisis clinic volunteers by simulating phone calls and seeing how the new kids handle it. From the trainer side, it’s a barrel of laughs. Frequently we are leaning...
What was your first car? I was whipping down the freeway on Saturday on my way to the CC for SPRT (that awesome day when the trainers get to persecute the incoming crisis clinic volunteers by simulating phone calls and seeing how the new kids handle it. From the trainer side, it’s a barrel of laughs. Frequently we are leaning...
It's Not Stalking If You Have a Dog
May 10, 2004
Walking with Mr. Fish. Ostensibly it is all about getting exercise for the dog, but I think if the dog and I were being honest with ourselves, we would admit that it was only a ruse. Mr. Fish is really interested in smelling stuff, finding the occasional ball, and spooking the random cat. She has also developed a strong interest...
Walking with Mr. Fish. Ostensibly it is all about getting exercise for the dog, but I think if the dog and I were being honest with ourselves, we would admit that it was only a ruse. Mr. Fish is really interested in smelling stuff, finding the occasional ball, and spooking the random cat. She has also developed a strong interest...
The Last Day
May 04, 2004
Ladies and gentlemen, I give you... my last day at Saltmine. Five years. It’s a hardy long stretch and no mistake. And today was a pretty good day to go out on. I had a last call with a favorite client during which I walked them through a number of problems, solutions, and avenues to the solutions, and, walking out...
Ladies and gentlemen, I give you... my last day at Saltmine. Five years. It’s a hardy long stretch and no mistake. And today was a pretty good day to go out on. I had a last call with a favorite client during which I walked them through a number of problems, solutions, and avenues to the solutions, and, walking out...