Friday, June 27, 2008

Apple iPhone 3G: Daddy Like… Daddy Like

 

 

July 11th is the big day!  Apple is coming out with the new iPhone that will completely rock.  Chances are pretty good that I’ll be camped out in Tulsa waiting in line to buy one. (Yes, I will have to cancel meetings with clients to make that happen.)  You see, I dropped my current phone a couple of months ago, and now the space glass has a big fat crack across the front of it.  Of course my policy is to ALWAYS say no to crack, sooooooo… yeah.

Honestly, the iPhone is the best phone you can buy, as long as you aren’t blind and have fingers.  If you fall into that category and you are remotely considering a new phone, this one would have my strongest endorsement.

The only question is whether to go with salt or pepper?

Thursday, June 26, 2008

Bus Driving Story

I had a flashback to my old bus driving days when a new bus driver called in over the radio and said:

"Unit 47 to Dispatch...
…I've got green fluid dripping out of my rear."

(The engine was in the back of the bus and she was referring to a coolant leak.)

NICE!

 

Screw the Caribou… Drill Alaska!

I’m so going to get one of these!

I've got lots to say about our country’s energy policies, but I’m too tired to get into it tonight.  Thankfully, I’m rather satisfied with just putting this little nugget out there for now.

“How are you doing today?”

Perhaps I’m just getting calloused and cynical, but I have a mounting frustration with the guy that runs the Starbucks drive-thru.  Every time I go there, he greets me with the following line:

“Good morning, welcome to Starbucks…
How are you doing today?”

I know you are wondering what the big deal is.  My problem with this guy is that he is being disingenuous.  He doesn’t care how I’m doing!

He asks every single customer the same fake question everyday, expecting the same fake answer every time… “Fine, thanks.”  One tale tale sign that he doesn’t really care is the fact that he obliviously asks the same question when my window is rolled down in the pouring down rain.  My philosophy is to be genuine.  I don’t ask how someone is doing if I’m not interested in hearing the real answer.

Can you imagine what he would do if I actually unloaded how I’m really doing on a particularly bad day?