I wasn’t sure I wanted to have kids. It wasn’t one of those things on my list. But when Dawn and I got pregnant and I found out at the bus stop, I felt it inside me too, and I… Read More ›
work
Bad work day rant, what we do for money
Almost as bad as a bad day of work is reading about somebody else’s. If you can make it funny and I can laugh at your pain, that’s different. If it becomes a form of therapy for you to cut… Read More ›
The Service Elevator
I work in a 10-story, 100 year-old office building south of downtown Seattle. Normally, I take the stairs or ride the elevators. This past week, I’ve been using a service elevator to get down to the loading dock. There’s a… Read More ›
Counting the days
I wait to receive. I walk the yard in my socks with a Scotch and pick up after the kids. There’s a video on YouTube that talks about the wonder of life and how every day is precious, a gift…it… Read More ›
Public Speaking Nightmares
Public speaking is a dance with fear, a dance you need to lead. It’s the battle with yourself to not look like an idiot, to get out of your head: the challenge to be yourself, when everyone is watching. Where… Read More ›
Cover Letter
I started in coffee 20 years ago at a small shop called Analysa’s HavaJava. It was the only café in town. I said to the owner, I like it here. Are you hiring? I learned the ropes with the espresso… Read More ›
How’s my driving?
I needed an invoice to get paid while I was gone from work. I asked James and Lisa to coordinate. When I came back, a copy of the invoice was on my desk, indicating “paid.” I contacted the vendor just… Read More ›
Attendant
I gave up looking for Emmett’s body down by the creek and climbed back up the hill to the house. I checked my face for damage from the fall, and had a cut by my eye where my glasses broke…. Read More ›
Steering Committee
There were about 30 in our steering committee meeting yesterday, too many to count. Luckily we had some anchors there, who helped facilitate decision-making, but at the end of it I felt I had been sucked dry. We went on… Read More ›
WFH
Left work early yesterday, sick. Probably could have muscled my way through it, but by the time I had told everyone and made arrangements, I’d have looked flaky for saying never mind. Caught a cab to the bus stop, then… Read More ›
Bill Pearse 