I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again… FOCUS. Don’t pull a Whitney Houston “Hello Cleveland! I just love this city!”, when she’s actually in Omaha.
One of the guys at work has been interviewing with anyone that will listen to him. He was set with a second round of interviews at two companies, but when he went to the first one, he went on and on for ten minutes about their widgets, etc and how confident he was in establishing new leads and closing more business, etc. Problem was that it was the ten minute schpel for the other company.
I went with Allison to see Espiral yesterday. It’s part of the Chicago Latino Film Festival. Normally, I see a couple of the festival’s films, but this year I have too much going on. Make sure to get out and see some of these great films. Here in the U.S. they would call these “low budget” or “endie”, but truth be told, they are better then the crap Hollywood spits out each year.
I’m walking up Clark tonight and I see a guy begging for money outside a 7/Eleven and I think about how many times a dollar has to exchange hands before it’s value was been maxed. Did I say that right? Well, you know what I mean. OK, so the pan-handler uses our dollar for coffee at the 7/Eleven, Homer, the cashier, pockets it with twenty three others to buy some chronic from Ronnie. Ronnie takes the one, with 430 more and buys his kid a new tv out of Fitz’s trunk. Fitz takes the 430 ones to Pink Monkey and shoves our one into Star’s crotch. Star takes it with the 893 others she made that night and gives it (our one) and two others to Hector for a fruit cup. Hector takes it to church and gives it as part of his tithing. Father Tom gives it back to the pan-handler when he stops to get coffee the next day.
I gotta ask, is there still money left on that dollar?
I will be standing on the corner of Montrose and Lincoln next tomorrow night from 9:15 pm – 9:25 pm. Please do not approach me.