February 2008

I know of many strangle observations occur in elevators, but a first
for happens this morning.

I was going to checkout of the hotel, so I had two large bags and
pushed the down button for the elevator.

The elevator made a ding and opened the door. A young lady with her
own luggage must have thought that she was on the lobby floor and took
a couple steps toward the door. She realized that I was getting on
the elevator and that she was not on the lobby floor and remained
exactly in the middle of the elevator.

It was quite obvious that I needed a little room to get into the
elevator, yet she remained exactly in the middle.

Now this was no small elevator, but for some reason, she had no
intention to move further into the room to allow me to enter, so we
danced a little as I had to squeeze by her with my luggage, raking the
wall and the buttons.

I was wanting to say something witty, like they don’t make elevators
as big as they use to, but we were at the lobby before I could think
of anything better than that.

During a week-long training out of town at a cubical farm, I had mixed my cream and sugar in my coffee cup and waiting on the coffee maker to finish dripping into the coffee pot.

No one was in the room at the time, but I was standing directly in front of the coffee maker when I noticed coffee splattering just off the side of the pot and onto the counter. At first glance, it looked just like coffee was dripping from around the basket (where the grounds are) and landing on the edge of the maker and creating a mess.

Having the eyesight of a small single-celled amoeba, I started to move in to see where the leak was…. Just about the time I found that it was actually spilled coffee boiling on the burner under the pot, and only being about 8 inches from the coffee pot, a huge hand goes by my face and grabs the coffee pot and begins to pour the life-nectar into a cup.

I admit I am not as observant and Adrian Monk, but I do know that the guy had to have walked directly into the large room, and directly to the coffee pot without giving me a chance to move out of the way.

so my question is, How important is coffee to you? It was quite obvious that I was looking at something that I found interesting, and I could assume possibly important about said coffee. Just how rude do you have to be to walk directly in front of someone for coffee?

I just don’t understand.

We just got snow. Which always starts me wondering why people choose to drive the way they do, given the environment, and road conditions. I have found that 98% of the local population fall into two categories. One that realize that the road conditions are slick, and use a level of caution that actually causes more problems than their level of safety is increased due to the slow speed.

The other half fail to remember their high school physics class material concerning inertia, momentum and the coefficient of friction. I think they assume that the shorter they are driving from point A to point B, the lower their risk of having an accident.

Having had to use a PC for most of my working career, and prefering the User Interface of the Mac, I have been torn for years. Until Apple release their operating system Tiger (10.4), Windows and Mac OS were on similar terms (TO ME) as far as usefullness, but windows always had more programs available. But since 10.4, it is baffling to me that there is even an argument against the Mac platform for personal or graphic use.

Windows has a solid business platform, but with the security and ergonomic UI that mac offers, much less the value of the software that is bundled with the machines and the cult-like support system that comes with buying a Mac, I thing the tides may collide stronger than Gates may want.