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When you don't want it, you have to.
When you need it, it doesn't work.
Technology is not a luxury, it is a necessity. I can't do without anymore. And the more I know that I am depending on it, the more it plays with me, teases me when I am disappointed and angry that it doesn't do what I want it to do but it does what it wants. At the moment it wants to point at me and laugh at my inability to survive much longer without it.
Sunday 14 April 2013
Saturday 28 May 2011
Observations
Of 40 ladies in a room, roughly 39 were wearing identical fake bicolor Rolex watches.
Washed out band t-shirts do no longer make a good outfit if the belly draws more attention than the print.
Mixed race couples are always Western guys and Asian girls. I only saw one couple Western girl - Asian guy and this exception proves the rule.
Good clothes can be bought, style is what you make of them.
Washed out band t-shirts do no longer make a good outfit if the belly draws more attention than the print.
Mixed race couples are always Western guys and Asian girls. I only saw one couple Western girl - Asian guy and this exception proves the rule.
Good clothes can be bought, style is what you make of them.
Preference
VS.Even when being on holiday, even when being in a different country, even when being tired, even when being late for breakfast... NEVER wear jogging bottoms in a hotel. EVER. Just for my sake.
Tuesday 29 March 2011
Procrastination - Hmm, I'll think about this tomorrow...
Tomorrow. Later. In summer. As soon as I have the money. Next year. In 2013. Before I'm 30. When I'm 40. When the kids are older. When I'm retired.
How often do you use one or a similar term to procrastinate what you should be doing NOW?
What does it make you feel like?
What prevents you from doing what you want to do? Time? Money?
Thinking about it, do you really need these?
How often do you wish to be somewhere else?
Do you want to be someone else?
What stops you from achieving this?
What (or who) do you need to get going and start doing what you want to do?
How many unfullfilled dreams do you have? How many fulfilled ones?
Do you think the circumstances change tomorrow / later / next year?
How do I answer all these questions for myself?
How often do you use one or a similar term to procrastinate what you should be doing NOW?
What does it make you feel like?
What prevents you from doing what you want to do? Time? Money?
Thinking about it, do you really need these?
How often do you wish to be somewhere else?
Do you want to be someone else?
What stops you from achieving this?
What (or who) do you need to get going and start doing what you want to do?
How many unfullfilled dreams do you have? How many fulfilled ones?
Do you think the circumstances change tomorrow / later / next year?
How do I answer all these questions for myself?
Saturday 26 March 2011
Lonely breakfast - OR - The joys of business travel
I find executives are often sad and lonely.
On my first morning in the hotel that I stayed in for business purposes, I selected a table among the other guests although the hotel staff were looking at me suspiciously. I had a good breakfast, was reading the newspaper, watching (and listening to) other guests, observing the morning-peak hustle of staff, my time included chatting to some staff members, some greeting nods to fellow tourists/business people and overall I had a good time.
Later that day, I read through a letter detailing all benefits that came with my Executive status in the hotel. This also included access to the Executive Lounge. I'd thought I'd try..
The next morning, I went in there. And spent a lonely 45 minutes sitting on my own and kept the conversations to a minimum with my only two sentences: "Could I have the omelet, please?" and "Could I have another coffee, please?". The first day, it was only me in the Lounge.
The second day, there was one more woman who selected (from 8 choices) one of the tables where she did not have to look at me. No greeting, no smile, no nodding, no acknowledgment of existence.
Third morning, me and a man. A man with his iPad. Again, no greeting, no nodding, no acknowledgement. He was busy tapping on the black device in his hands instead of paying attention to what was going on around him.
One colleague of mine is happy sitting in a bar with his iPad as companion, not speaking to a soul. He might be on websites like Facebook, Twitter, reading blogs etc..(meaning he is not totally socially dysfunctional) but he openly discourages having to speak to other people by wearing earphones. In a bar. Other colleagues encourage and engage in chance encounters of meeting other people and starting a conversation. I find the latter have more stories to tell. Funny stories.
I am unsure if I can just blame this phenomenon on people's characters or if I believe that the many technological gadgets out there make us lonelier than we have to be.
Life is a game and you need to play it. What is it worth if you don't have stories to tell in the locker room afterwards?
On my first morning in the hotel that I stayed in for business purposes, I selected a table among the other guests although the hotel staff were looking at me suspiciously. I had a good breakfast, was reading the newspaper, watching (and listening to) other guests, observing the morning-peak hustle of staff, my time included chatting to some staff members, some greeting nods to fellow tourists/business people and overall I had a good time.
Later that day, I read through a letter detailing all benefits that came with my Executive status in the hotel. This also included access to the Executive Lounge. I'd thought I'd try..
The next morning, I went in there. And spent a lonely 45 minutes sitting on my own and kept the conversations to a minimum with my only two sentences: "Could I have the omelet, please?" and "Could I have another coffee, please?". The first day, it was only me in the Lounge.
The second day, there was one more woman who selected (from 8 choices) one of the tables where she did not have to look at me. No greeting, no smile, no nodding, no acknowledgment of existence.
Third morning, me and a man. A man with his iPad. Again, no greeting, no nodding, no acknowledgement. He was busy tapping on the black device in his hands instead of paying attention to what was going on around him.
One colleague of mine is happy sitting in a bar with his iPad as companion, not speaking to a soul. He might be on websites like Facebook, Twitter, reading blogs etc..(meaning he is not totally socially dysfunctional) but he openly discourages having to speak to other people by wearing earphones. In a bar. Other colleagues encourage and engage in chance encounters of meeting other people and starting a conversation. I find the latter have more stories to tell. Funny stories.
I am unsure if I can just blame this phenomenon on people's characters or if I believe that the many technological gadgets out there make us lonelier than we have to be.
Life is a game and you need to play it. What is it worth if you don't have stories to tell in the locker room afterwards?
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