After visiting Europe last year where everyone was on their bike and very few people wore a helmet, I had stopped wearing my helmet in recent months, especially since I usually ride my bike on quiet (side) streets, wear normal street clothing (not bike gear), and ride slowly and carefully. But after a debate today with my hair stylist, I went online and researched and there are quite a. Few comprehensive studies that show the importance of wearing a bike helmet, even for slow and cautious riders. So, starting today, I will wear my helmet again.
The Times ran an interesting article today that I had to stop reading because it was kinda upsetting. It was about a high tech prostitution ring where “hobbyists” would pay for sex with youjng women holed up in fancy hotel rooms and later review the girl on an online review board much like you might review a book or movie. Okay, maybe a horny guy is a connoisseur of sex – fine. But let’s be honest in that it is a one way street for the benefit of one (these girls probably make less from a night of sex than the techy Johns visiting them made in a few hours sitting in meetings and at their computer). Also, let’s be honest in that most prostitutes are selling their bodies, often with no choice, because they have no other choices to make a living – if a guy has 400 bucks to spend on one-sided sex, maybe they could instead gave that money to a scholarship or charity fund to help out women such as these. Having sex with a random, nerdy dude would be bad enough but then these girls have to be exposed to some jackass posting a review about their performance. I have a hard time believing most of those men would accept 400 dollars to give another man a blow job, especially if the man then posted a note about the experience, which kind of indicates how one sided the whole thing is.
How sad, and how unkind and unfeeling to patronize and participate in that.
Time was, I more or less refused to put my activity into CRM, as mandated by most Sales Organizations. I figured I was measured by quota, and if I hit quota they’d keep me regardless if I updated CRM and if I didn’t hit quota they’d fire me anyway, so screw them – if they wanted me to update CRM they could get ride of my quota. But the past few years I worked as a manager where CRM was watched soooo closely and it was so chaotic that (to make a long story short) you had to use CRM. So I;ve gotten int he habit of it and am one of the most ardent documentary in CRM now. I still dont think it’s a great tool as compared to effort vs. reward, but when in Rome…
Wife M and I went to the Annex for a drink then to The Big Sick. The Annex’s cocktail was awful – I am not sure how a drink can be too bitter and too sweet at the same time, but it was. Wife M’s drink was too sweet. Won’t be going back there… We loved The Big Sick, which turned out to be a true story based on the Pakistani actor from Silicon Valley’s courtship of his girlfriend, where they fall in love, break up then she gets sick. We loved it – it was a touching, funny and enduring story about lovable characters, and I loved it much in the same way I loved the lovable people in Bend It Like Beckham from 10 years ago. A fun summer evening that ended at a reasonable hour (9:40pm).
Note: her illness reminded me of my mom’s illness in 2009, when she had to be intubated and was in ICU for several weeks where we didn’t know if she’d live, and my dad, sister, wife and I spent a lot of wrenching time together where we all really bonded.
SO many times I can be a good corporate citizen and do the many asks that I am asked, *or* I can be a good sales person.
SPent a portion of this week in Vancouver BC. Some observations: In stead of renting a car, I rode the sky train everywhere. I loved the sky train. With limited inconvenience I could get almost anywhere in the city within an hour plus 15 minutes of walking… I found a couple of decent authentic Mexican Food restaurants… Stayed at Marriot in Burnaby – it was nice, although I like to stay closer to the metro area.
After yet another innocent person was killed by police (a woman who called police to report a crime in her neighborhood was shot in front of their patrol car while in her pajamas!!) it is time to take away guns from police. The odds of innocent people being killed by a police officer seem greater than a police officer saving innocents using a gun – we can always call in SWAT if needed. Or lock their guns away in the trunk. My two cents…