As I look out my office window I can see that the birds are gradually performing their changing of the guard. The dark and drab birds of winter are giving way to the brighter and more vocal birds of spring. Crocuses will follow, and then the daffodils and tulips.
Hopefully, the onset of warmer days will be accompanied by a lifting of people's spirits and a restoration of hope for the future.
Hopefully, the onset of warmer days will be accompanied by a lifting of people's spirits and a restoration of hope for the future.
The economy's certainly a bitch right now. I imagine that's not news to a lot of people, and especially those most personally and directly affected by it. I'm thinking of the car dealers, the cleaning services and the retailers who exist on such razor-thin margins they manage to get by in times of plenty through volume. These days, the volume's turned down pretty low, it seems.
The cat diagnally across the street from me just up and walked out on his mortgage. He borrowed against his equity when money was free and immediately bought all myriad of toys: a boat, two new cars, two Jet-Skis and God alone knows what else. I guess that whole adjustable-rate adjusting thing wasn't ever going to happen, to his thinking. One weekend he got a big truck, loaded up all his possessions (or, presumably, those he held dear) and just...left. Now we have a vacant, soon-to-be-auctioned house in the middle of our otherwise lovely neighborhood. My neighbors resent him. I can't help but feel bad for the fucker- that's gotta be a shitty feeling, being driven to that.
I'm a salesman of really unsexy, albeit necessary, enterprise network software. Twice now I've had large deals fall apart because, in one instance, the company itself went poof. It was the largest bank failure in US history, and resulted in ay least 10,000 people wondering how they were going to pay their mortgage, their kids' tuition, their power bill. 10,000 people having to think twice when paying for their daughters' prom dresses. In the second instance there were massive layoffs, including every single person working the project that I was selling into.
I'm tempted to be pissed off about losing the commission out of my pocket, but really- those poor bastards who are now out shopping jobs in this economy, I think they'd be more than willing to trade places with me. It's a shitty situation, and I hope it changes for the better soon.
The cat diagnally across the street from me just up and walked out on his mortgage. He borrowed against his equity when money was free and immediately bought all myriad of toys: a boat, two new cars, two Jet-Skis and God alone knows what else. I guess that whole adjustable-rate adjusting thing wasn't ever going to happen, to his thinking. One weekend he got a big truck, loaded up all his possessions (or, presumably, those he held dear) and just...left. Now we have a vacant, soon-to-be-auctioned house in the middle of our otherwise lovely neighborhood. My neighbors resent him. I can't help but feel bad for the fucker- that's gotta be a shitty feeling, being driven to that.
I'm a salesman of really unsexy, albeit necessary, enterprise network software. Twice now I've had large deals fall apart because, in one instance, the company itself went poof. It was the largest bank failure in US history, and resulted in ay least 10,000 people wondering how they were going to pay their mortgage, their kids' tuition, their power bill. 10,000 people having to think twice when paying for their daughters' prom dresses. In the second instance there were massive layoffs, including every single person working the project that I was selling into.
I'm tempted to be pissed off about losing the commission out of my pocket, but really- those poor bastards who are now out shopping jobs in this economy, I think they'd be more than willing to trade places with me. It's a shitty situation, and I hope it changes for the better soon.
It's one of those good days today; you know the ones where you feel like you're firing on all eight, and just a step ahead of everyone else? I was tempted with a lousy disposition this morning; could be the snow, could be the ice, could be there general malaise that tends to infect this time of the year with a grey dreariness. But honestly, I didn't see the point. I work from a home office. I'm insulated from the black suit middle-management corporate America crap that used to fill my days and in which I actually misdirected many years' worth of attention.
I had a cuppa with an extra shot of introspection, you could say.
Just finished an online demo for a prospect and it went well, and there are two hours before my next meeting. I believe I'll take a nice long run and spend some quality time with my inner monologue, set to a soundtrack of shuffle.
I had a cuppa with an extra shot of introspection, you could say.
Just finished an online demo for a prospect and it went well, and there are two hours before my next meeting. I believe I'll take a nice long run and spend some quality time with my inner monologue, set to a soundtrack of shuffle.
