It should be noted before going much further in reading this that a) it is a Friday night, b) It was one of those weeks that required a glass or three of wine in the evening and c) I had a vendor meeting and subsequent work conversation fresh in my head that probably influenced all of what you are about to read.
With just a few choice words this past weekend, my three year old nephew broke my heart….and my tech ego.
Let me set the stage for you. My sister and nephew picked me up at the airport (which is easy to do when it’s one hanger on the far south west edge of town) and just before I arrived, they were deep in conversation around the meaning of the word ‘embarrassing’ or more accurately, the proper use of said word.
I should insert a disclaimer here– my nephew is wicked smart and I don’t just say that because we’re related.
Several times a day, over the past several weeks, I’ve come across this friendly reminder while on-site at a client’s office complex on the east coast; I must however admit, I didn’t actually read it until just this week. While I’m a chronic hand washer and often carry my own hand sanitizer, it was with shock that I read the instructions, looked at myself in the mirror, reread the instructions and realized that I needed to brush up on my hand washing skills. And I dare say you might need to as well. Pay particular attention to step 3 and try it for yourself; there might be something to the idea of relearning skills you thought one had long ago mastered.
It was with great anticipation that I set my DVR for a date with Jack, as in Bauer, this past Sunday night. So excited in fact, that my Facebook status update faked out a few of my friends and family into thinking I actually had a real date–they were very sad to hear it was of the TV fantasy variety only. But I digress. Sunday night was the first of a two night 4 hour (really only 98 minutes once you fast forward through commercials) season premier; a considerable amount of time for me to invest in TV viewing but so worth it.
