Yesterday was kind of a surreal day for me. I had a meeting with an executive placement kind of person in a suburban office park at 8AM. I probably wouldn’t have gone on my own, but the business is run by a friend of a friend, and the two of them either (a) wanted to use me as a connection point with which to further solidify their network; or (b) were genuinely psyched to want to help find something productive for me to do with my life. I felt like I couldn’t let them down, so I went. Waiting in the conference room, I started perusing the titles on a bookshelf. It was filled with Stephen Covey books (for those of you keeping score at home, I think there are now 124 habits of highly effective people) and all number of titles that compare management styles and career tracks to the lives of pirates and samurais and other fanciful archetypes who would never allow themselves to be caught dead in an office building. I wasn’t sure how any of those books would help me find a job, but I’m pretty sure that my parachute is a faded puce, and that despite all of my habits, I’m not that highly effective of a person.
One book did stick out, however: Moneyball, by Michael Lewis. When my would-be executive placer came into the room I asked her about it, feigning ignorance. She said that she hadn’t read it, but she was of the impression that it was a managerial self-help book with baseball as the central metaphor. I nodded and said “ah.”
I made it home after an afternoon of various errands and tasks. By then five inches of snow had fallen on central Ohio, more was on the way, and the temperature was headed towards the single digits. I cracked a beer and turned on local news. A reporter was standing out in blowing snow, holding a pair of jeans which he had soaked with water and then allowed to freeze rigid in the winter air. I’m not sure what he was trying to prove, but just so you know: wet jeans freeze when it’s 9 degrees outside.
The takeaway from my weird Wednesday: it’s a scary world out there, babies, and we’d all be better off if we never left our homes and never turned on our televisions unless a ballgame is on. Read the Internet instead. It will never steer you wrong.
Record cold temperatures here this morning. Can’t wait to see what the news guy freezes today.