On communication, professional and otherwise.
by David Murray // Leave a Comment
Normally I don't bug you with my comings and goings but this week's a little nuts. I'm:
… in today … out tomorrow … in Thurs. … out Friday … in Monday afternoon, but NOT in time for the weekly staff meeting.
In the rest of the week next week.
"Ah, the life of a freelancer!" said he.
Can you blame him?
by David Murray // 1 Comment
As the morning workflurry slows down, I get an e-mail telling me there's a comment on this blog, and I rush over to comment on the comment.
After writing the comment and posting it, I check my e-mail because it's been five minutes since I have done so.
Hark! A new e-mail! Holy smoke, I'm drinking through a fire-hose of reader input!
Alas, it's my blog again, delivering me the news that "A new comment from 'David Murray' was received …."
by David Murray // 4 Comments
I'm having my motorcycle mechanic install special exhaust pipes on my motorcycle that will make it louder—for safety reasons, of course.
When Scout got wind of this project, she objected strongly.
"That's rude," she said.
"What's rude?"
"Telling your mechanic to make your motorcycle louder. His job is to make motorcycles better, not louder."
"And making it louder is making it worse?
"Yes, and you shouldn't ask him to make it worse."
So far, she hadn't said anything wrong.
I thought a minute.
"What if I tell the mechanic to 'enhance the engine's volume'?"
"That's better," Scout instantly agreed, and happily dropped the subject.