Say you stumble across a pan of brownies.
Which do you covet more: a center cut or an edge piece?
Mmmmmmmm. Brownies.
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October 15, 2007
October 9, 2007
It Always Rings in the Evening
Sometimes we answer it.
Yesterday, it was my mother. "Suzanne, do you know much about Lotus spreadsheets?"
The last time I touched Lotus was in the 1990s. But one spreadsheet program is much like any other and I use Excel daily. My spreadsheet confidence knows no bounds. "Sure, what's up?"
If you've ever tried to walkmy mother anyone through using a software program over the phone, you'll relate to how challenging it can be. If you've ever tried to walk my mother anyone through using a software program you haven't touched in over a decade, you'll relate to how EXTRA challenging it can be.
Success came after a few fumbles.
We chatted.
Call waiting beeped in.
I peeked.
It was The Boy.
"I'll call you right back, Mom."
"Hi!" I said.
"Hi!" The Boy said. "Did you get the message I left on your cell this morning?"
"No, I forgot to charge it. What's up?"
"I lost my driver's license yesterday."
That's the second time I've received a call like that from him. The first was years ago and I can't recall the circumstance. This time it had something to do with his wallet, a toilet, and a two-mile walk with his cast mates to get ice cream in Janesville, Wisconsin.
At times it is best not to ask for too many details.
This is one of those times.
The efficiency of the Virginia Department of Motor Vehicles will now be tested. Will the replacement arrive in time to be forwarded to Nashville by October 21 when he will need it to board the plane home?
Your guess is as good as mine.
Yesterday, it was my mother. "Suzanne, do you know much about Lotus spreadsheets?"
The last time I touched Lotus was in the 1990s. But one spreadsheet program is much like any other and I use Excel daily. My spreadsheet confidence knows no bounds. "Sure, what's up?"
If you've ever tried to walk
Success came after a few fumbles.
We chatted.
Call waiting beeped in.
I peeked.
It was The Boy.
"I'll call you right back, Mom."
"Hi!" I said.
"Hi!" The Boy said. "Did you get the message I left on your cell this morning?"
"No, I forgot to charge it. What's up?"
"I lost my driver's license yesterday."
That's the second time I've received a call like that from him. The first was years ago and I can't recall the circumstance. This time it had something to do with his wallet, a toilet, and a two-mile walk with his cast mates to get ice cream in Janesville, Wisconsin.
At times it is best not to ask for too many details.
This is one of those times.
The efficiency of the Virginia Department of Motor Vehicles will now be tested. Will the replacement arrive in time to be forwarded to Nashville by October 21 when he will need it to board the plane home?
Your guess is as good as mine.
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