Ten Things That Occurred to Me #29
One of my small pleasures is giving folks high ratings on customer service surveys. If they do a great job, I always recommend them for raises and promotions. This costs me almost nothing but feels great. Recommend you start doing the same.
I am interested in what is going on with Twitter Blue Badges and Twitter in general, but I don’t think for a second that what goes on in the Twitter-verse is of any real import. It isn’t.
Someone should invent a system where instead of committing to a monthly subscription for a newspaper or magazine or using some service to subvert the paywall, I could instantly pay a nickel or a quarter or whatever to read the article.
Every time an Amazon driver brings a box to my door -- a small miracle of capitalism -- I make sure to give them a thumbs up as a rating. This is a small thing you can do to make someone’s day just a little better.
Self-esteem comes from personal accomplishment. It does not come from endless praise from others.
I'm going to say right now that the human mind is approximately 128,765,399,021 times more complex than any computer, computer network, or any other man-made thing in existence.
It is my belief that the fox is an underappreciated woodland creature.
Fifty years from now, Internal Combustion Engines will be considered quaint, and young people will wonder why anyone ever thought they were a good idea.
I am old enough to remember when it was the guys who wore crop tops.
I’ve noticed an interesting phenomenon. I frequently go around places -- my desk, my room, my car -- and put all the stuff found lying around in a box. Only very rarely do I ever return to that box to look for something. I cannot explain this.
I've surprised call centers by calling the numbers on the back of big rigs that ask "How's my Driving?" And letting them know of polite, safe big rig drivers. At least one of these calls seemed to make the call center employees day. I suspect it's wearing to constantly hear a litany of complaints from callers.