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Wednesday, January 21, 2009
Another Trojan Horse theory...
"Ok, Mr Wadlow, that's the last one." patted his assistant upon the just-placed stack of boxes.
It barely crossed Nigel Wadlow's mind that this moment was the coming together of years and years of patience, that now fruited into his ultimate dream.
Within less than four months all of Mr Wadlow's hard work will have paid off. He defiantly started out at the bottom, filled with the determination of a young man. He went out of his way, after hours, to research ways and methods to better shape the business he was involved in.
He spent honest money, and even made noble sacrifices to go off and study futher. Wadlow did a variety of courses; from the strangely obscure to the suspiciously obsessive: Electromagnetism, particle & radiation physics, environmental & civil law, chemistry and cognitive & social phsychology.
Labled by a business journalist in the London Times in the summer of 1999, "One of the most excellent business minds of this century." Nigel Wadlow didn't show any particular interest in fame or glory. His name was rarely spotted on the social pages. Money wasn't even a big phaser either, Wadlow being such a resourceful person.
No. Something more alarming was to be revealed about this man.
After leaving his dad's printing business at the age of 22, for reasons never to be fully comprehended, Nigel Wadlow landed a job in manufacturing microwave ovens. In 1986, a quarter of the USA had microwave ovens in their house. As technology developed, prices fell and soon there were microwave ovens in nearly every home across the western world.
Like most manufactured items on a mass-scale (cars in particular) the microwave ovens were designed to last no longer than seven years. This way, there would always be people paying money for new microwave ovens.
Wadlow's dream was soon to be the nightmare of the world.
Having cleverly coordinated and designated a (then) new technology into his microwave ovens, he was finally ready for phase two. Phase one was years of constant calibrating to ensure that all the microwave ovens sold between then and now would seize up around the same time.
Thus initiating phase two: a large-scale buy-out of Mr Wadlow's microwave ovens, depending on the customer's choice of course.
Leaving us with the dystopic and unanswerable question...
Why would he place an undetectable explosive in each unit, all timed to detonate around Christmas 2009?
Such an intelligent leader on the brink of business utopia went the extra mile in the wrong direction.
Are our lives are the same, ladies and gentlemen?
It barely crossed Nigel Wadlow's mind that this moment was the coming together of years and years of patience, that now fruited into his ultimate dream.
Within less than four months all of Mr Wadlow's hard work will have paid off. He defiantly started out at the bottom, filled with the determination of a young man. He went out of his way, after hours, to research ways and methods to better shape the business he was involved in.
He spent honest money, and even made noble sacrifices to go off and study futher. Wadlow did a variety of courses; from the strangely obscure to the suspiciously obsessive: Electromagnetism, particle & radiation physics, environmental & civil law, chemistry and cognitive & social phsychology.
Labled by a business journalist in the London Times in the summer of 1999, "One of the most excellent business minds of this century." Nigel Wadlow didn't show any particular interest in fame or glory. His name was rarely spotted on the social pages. Money wasn't even a big phaser either, Wadlow being such a resourceful person.
No. Something more alarming was to be revealed about this man.
After leaving his dad's printing business at the age of 22, for reasons never to be fully comprehended, Nigel Wadlow landed a job in manufacturing microwave ovens. In 1986, a quarter of the USA had microwave ovens in their house. As technology developed, prices fell and soon there were microwave ovens in nearly every home across the western world.
Like most manufactured items on a mass-scale (cars in particular) the microwave ovens were designed to last no longer than seven years. This way, there would always be people paying money for new microwave ovens.
Wadlow's dream was soon to be the nightmare of the world.
Having cleverly coordinated and designated a (then) new technology into his microwave ovens, he was finally ready for phase two. Phase one was years of constant calibrating to ensure that all the microwave ovens sold between then and now would seize up around the same time.
Thus initiating phase two: a large-scale buy-out of Mr Wadlow's microwave ovens, depending on the customer's choice of course.
Leaving us with the dystopic and unanswerable question...
Why would he place an undetectable explosive in each unit, all timed to detonate around Christmas 2009?
Such an intelligent leader on the brink of business utopia went the extra mile in the wrong direction.
Are our lives are the same, ladies and gentlemen?
Saturday, February 16, 2008
Freedom is not free
Right now I'm feeling a little depressed.
I keep hurting my friends without realising it.
And to be honest it ticks me off.
And I also know what the problem is. The solution too.
My freedom overload has caused me to think that I can get away with certain things, knowing that I am free to do it. The consequences affect my friends, which in turn affect me - then everyone is sad, upset and tired.
I can still laugh though. But like that one proverb says in the Bible, 'Laughter can hide gloom for only a short while.'
I have to take full responsibility - not fool responsibility.
Lord help me to have self-control during my freedom overloads.
I keep hurting my friends without realising it.
And to be honest it ticks me off.
And I also know what the problem is. The solution too.
My freedom overload has caused me to think that I can get away with certain things, knowing that I am free to do it. The consequences affect my friends, which in turn affect me - then everyone is sad, upset and tired.
I can still laugh though. But like that one proverb says in the Bible, 'Laughter can hide gloom for only a short while.'
I have to take full responsibility - not fool responsibility.
Lord help me to have self-control during my freedom overloads.
Thursday, February 14, 2008
Flexi-dom
Today is Valentines Day and when I woke up this morning, I felt really good about the day.
There is a girl, yes, but her signal doesn't seem to show up on the radar. I softly think about her sometimes and I wonder if she's softly not thinking about me right now. Being creative with words, the thought crossed my mind to send her a valentine message over Facebook, but it's still early on in the game.
I don't want to push any boundaries with this one!
Let it go with the flow - I'm pretty flexible.
I've been crushed too many times by sticking to firmly structured concepts. Because when it was time to be flexible, it would shatter my predefined idealities and spin me into anger.
Seriously - it pays to be flexible.
At work today, the 3D Crew wanted to go to the mall to grab some lunch, because quite a few of us had to do something there anyway. Dave wanted to go at 12:00 on the dot, but the final decision (which suited everyone) was to leave at 12:30.
Dave then went on his own lunchbreak at 12:00 and the rest of us left for the mall at 12:30.
He could've easily joined us, but for some reason the lack of flexibility denied him that.
I spent nearly R40 on a chicken mayo sandwich feast - it was beautiful.
At the mall I saw some old friends and work collegues as well as found out info for my trip to London, which I want to do by the end of the year. Visit my nephews.
At the mall I also helped my friend get something for his computer.
When we got back to work, my stomach was satisfied and I noticed that I had recieved an email from this girl I was telling you about. I offered to help her look for some Jane Austen material and so in this email she replied, but she also wished me a happy valentines day!!
No way!
She only replies to her emails once every blue moon, and she just happened to reply on February the 14th! I was chuffed and impressed. And full of chicken mayo. In fact I had to go to the bathroom and just dance around quickly, because she said it in such a nice way.
Maybe I'm just a loser and should shut up now.
Perhaps I'll see her tonight at the farewell/valentines event.
Silliness....
Defiancy....
Practicality....
There is a girl, yes, but her signal doesn't seem to show up on the radar. I softly think about her sometimes and I wonder if she's softly not thinking about me right now. Being creative with words, the thought crossed my mind to send her a valentine message over Facebook, but it's still early on in the game.
I don't want to push any boundaries with this one!
Let it go with the flow - I'm pretty flexible.
I've been crushed too many times by sticking to firmly structured concepts. Because when it was time to be flexible, it would shatter my predefined idealities and spin me into anger.
Seriously - it pays to be flexible.
At work today, the 3D Crew wanted to go to the mall to grab some lunch, because quite a few of us had to do something there anyway. Dave wanted to go at 12:00 on the dot, but the final decision (which suited everyone) was to leave at 12:30.
Dave then went on his own lunchbreak at 12:00 and the rest of us left for the mall at 12:30.
He could've easily joined us, but for some reason the lack of flexibility denied him that.
I spent nearly R40 on a chicken mayo sandwich feast - it was beautiful.
At the mall I saw some old friends and work collegues as well as found out info for my trip to London, which I want to do by the end of the year. Visit my nephews.
At the mall I also helped my friend get something for his computer.
When we got back to work, my stomach was satisfied and I noticed that I had recieved an email from this girl I was telling you about. I offered to help her look for some Jane Austen material and so in this email she replied, but she also wished me a happy valentines day!!
No way!
She only replies to her emails once every blue moon, and she just happened to reply on February the 14th! I was chuffed and impressed. And full of chicken mayo. In fact I had to go to the bathroom and just dance around quickly, because she said it in such a nice way.
Maybe I'm just a loser and should shut up now.
Perhaps I'll see her tonight at the farewell/valentines event.
Silliness....
Defiancy....
Practicality....
*sigh*
Wednesday, February 13, 2008
Freedom Overload
Do you ever stop to think, "What would happen if I drank my coffee out of a bowl this morning?"
It does seem rather silly, but where would this world be if we didn't have strange things? If we went back in time about 100 years ago and explained to anyone that there'll be cordless telephones the size of a playing card that could send and recieve information anywhere on the globe - We'd probably get laughed at.
"Don't be silly." They'd chuckle.
A young Freddie Mercury once told his co-workers at a packing factory that he was going to be a great artist one day. His fellow workers also brushed it off with a few giggles. But he was defiant.
So is the recipe for life-changing, history-making, boundry-pushing achievement a mixture of simply two elements? Let's see:
If you see a group of people on the street, waiting for a bus, how about doing the Macarena, just to give them a smiling start to their day?
We have a lot of untapped freedom that we don't really use because of our schedules and fixed routines. Our watches, cellphones, roads and computers demand that we must be someplace at a certain time. The quickest route saves time, which is money - and so we forget to cross the road and feel the freshly cut grass. We forget to leave ten minutes early to appreciate the view.
Jesus was right in offering us life fullest (John 10:10) because we miss so much when we don't. I've personally had my coffee at work in a bowl and got some interesting comments from my co-workers. All they can do is dislike it, because:
No?
Why not?
Do you ever pause and ask yourself, "Have I brushed my teeth in every room of my house?"It does seem rather silly, but where would this world be if we didn't have strange things? If we went back in time about 100 years ago and explained to anyone that there'll be cordless telephones the size of a playing card that could send and recieve information anywhere on the globe - We'd probably get laughed at.
"Don't be silly." They'd chuckle.
A young Freddie Mercury once told his co-workers at a packing factory that he was going to be a great artist one day. His fellow workers also brushed it off with a few giggles. But he was defiant.
So is the recipe for life-changing, history-making, boundry-pushing achievement a mixture of simply two elements? Let's see:
- Silliness
- Defiancy
We have a lot more freedom than we think. We certainly can drink our coffee out of a bowl tomorrow morning, it's silly, but different - and may open opportunity for you to be defiant if you are at work! We can walk a different way to the shops than normally. We can buy a different brand of soap - screw the expenses!
I could stop writing this quickly and go for a hike and continue when I get back. We can make a joke with our boss, do push ups in the center of the mall and eat our ice-cream with a knifeand fork. It is silly and pretty pointless, but what about the not-so-pointless ones?
Practicality is a third addition to the list.
Is your defiant silliness helpful to anyone or anything in anyway?
Is your defiant silliness helpful to anyone or anything in anyway?
If you see a group of people on the street, waiting for a bus, how about doing the Macarena, just to give them a smiling start to their day?
We have a lot of untapped freedom that we don't really use because of our schedules and fixed routines. Our watches, cellphones, roads and computers demand that we must be someplace at a certain time. The quickest route saves time, which is money - and so we forget to cross the road and feel the freshly cut grass. We forget to leave ten minutes early to appreciate the view.
Jesus was right in offering us life fullest (John 10:10) because we miss so much when we don't. I've personally had my coffee at work in a bowl and got some interesting comments from my co-workers. All they can do is dislike it, because:
- It's not illegal
- It's free
- It's educational
- There's nothing they can do about it.
- and it may (in some microscopic way) change someone's life.
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