A sale a day...

So I brought in another deal this week, and the gods of fortuitous timing must have been smiling on me that day, for not only did the sale allow me to meet a previous target set by my CEO, it also occurred on the one day he showed his face in our office this month. So yes, a good productive day. My view on the job changes like the colour of leaves in October. From moments of exuberance to moments of mind-draining boredom, I sometimes wonder if it could result in bouts of manic-depressiveness. Like some weird psycho-somatic crossover.

The best part of bringing in the deal was in the expectation. The build up. Creating the value proposition in the mind of the prospect and seeing them become excited. When they start to sell ME on why they should buy. The moment before they say the most simple word in the English language, the one I use when asked whether I want fries with that. Yes. In this instance it holds greater significance...because of any moments during my brief tenure, this is the one that could well be considered a tipping point.

Hitting the sales target vaunts me into the exalted league of "senior" execs at the firm. A bigger salary and a nicer title. I am now one of the guys they talk about in the training school. Funny thing is, the guy they talked about in MY training school took an extended leave of absence a few months ago and has yet to be seen since. So no, I don't hold any expectations of where I'll be in a month from now. But, for a brief moment, I'm in the drivers seat and I intend on staying there.

tired...sleep needed. peace.

Beginnings...

Not every tale has a happy ending. Nor is there always a happily ever after. In fact, sometimes there's not even an ever after at all.

Those paintings of sun-drenched afternoons of purple-hued sunsets and smiling people and watermelon and sunflowers. A myth. A fabrication.

Those magazine covers splashed with celebrity, and a large side of envy. Those destroyers of innocence and promoters of shameless self-indulgence.

phew. ..all that gefilte fish went straight to my head.

Bond, Jamesh Bond.

Back in the high life...again.

It's odd. Sometimes you find inspiration in the smallest things. Unexpected things that make you smile or laugh or cry in moments so absurdly antithetical to those you expect to make a lasting impact on you that it makes them that much more meaningful. Hearing the rain splatter against a window pane. The way someone pronounces your name. A stimulating conversation. Feeling the sun on your face. A pretty girl's smile. Seeing a donkey get down on all fours and make mad animal love to a hot blonde girl in cowboy boots. Etc...etc...

Sometimes writing can be inspirational. Movies, books, television, lyrics - the arts. A solid piece of writing can cut to the core. I saw the premier episode of "Studio 60 on the Sunset Strip" and it was so outstanding, it connected so immediately, that I was inspired. To do what, you ask? Good question, the answer is I'm not sure. But to elicit that response with a few spoken words and a few yards of film shows the power of the written word.

It seems my online poker addiction has come to an end. Whether that questions the validity of using the word addiction is another matter entirely. I can't be bothered to log in these days. I don't have the time. After work these days all I want is a cold beer and a good TV show. And a hummer.



(The car. Get your mind out of the gutter).

Anyhow folks, that is all.

back....

hey all,
just arrived home (3am almost)...bad news is we were delayed, the good news is I am taking the day off. got absolutely hammered at Dulles Airport with my team upon hearing news of the delay. a smashing good time. thanks to the 3 wise men: Jim, Johnny and Jack. ACM in that airport is killer.

Will update later. A phenomenal few days. Got to meet and have pics taken with George Bush Sr. and Alan Greenspan.

In need of sleep.

ciao.

hate writing titles

With the same manner of announcing a cure to solve world poverty, and with a broad self-congratulatory grin spread wide across his face, my boss announced: "Tomorrow (pause)...is casual day!" It may be a hallucination but I seem to remember him then turning around to all corners of the office in expectation of a tidal wave of applause and overwhelming gratitude engulfing him. Such is the way a small favour is granted in our office. Sure, I like casual day as much as the next person. But I can do without the theatrics, thank you very much.

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I depart for Virginia early Saturday, back Tuesday eve. Will update upon my return. GO REDS!

To all, have a fantastic weekend - drink hearty, play dirty and always, ALWAYS bet on black.

peace.

Odds and ends

This weekend and for part of next week I will be travelling for work. Check out the place here.
It should be fairly interesting...apparently I will be working hard, and sleep will be at a premium, however it should be quite an experience. I will be getting sloshed and schmoozing with bigwigs for some part of it. Hopefully a large part. And there is a Monte Carlo casino night - what better place to bond than at the poker tables, while I rake in large pots.

In other news, summer has gone, and I will have a full wrap up soon. In hindsight, not the summer I expected it to be. There was less hanging out with friends on patios than there should have been...less partying, less chicas guapas. Less great moments, but a lot of good ones. Bleh to growing up!

Sadly, I will be away for the first weekend buzz of the Toronto Film Festival...however I do intend to see at least a couple movies upon my return. Lot of good flicks and a lot of good buzz. Volver. Borat. The Fountain. Bunny Chow!

Even more sadly, I will miss the Merseyside derby this weekend....(long time readers of the blog will remember what an occasion this is for me). My feeling is the one and only Reds will run rampant and ravage the rundown ragamuffins of Everton. For anyone, especially those in England (not singling out any particular long-haired programmer...), this is the time to get on the bandwagon.

Cheerioskevitch.

Just watch

The must-see movie of the fall....click here.