Posted on 01/06/2014 7:26:58 AM PST by xzins
I just read this on World a few minutes ago and think it’s a very good read.
This was a good line. We know the differences are all around us.
The (sane) mind boggles.
I think the equivalent in the corporate world in the company meeting. I’ve noticed that women (and girly men) thrive in meetings. Guys like me do whatever we can to avoid these sideshows, especially when they get to be more than about 3-5 people.
Before wireless laptops and smartphones, meetings were really annoying.
Then God gave us wonderful connectivity...
Slideshows. :>)
Purposeless meeting make me cringe. I'll take a planning meeting over a "how things are going" meeting 999 times out of a 1000.
My boys definitely enjoy rough and tumble playing around. When I was married my wife would always hate it, saying her brothers never did anything like that and blah blah blah... And now... she wants me to continue teaching them self defense and how to take somebody down as quickly and as hard as possible. What changed? I don’t know, maybe she woke up.
I worked for a small company in Japan which had a room with a high round table and enough space for about five people to stand around.
The rules were no smoking, no food and no drink. We were generally in and out of there in 15 minutes or less.
"This Is All I Ask" (Tony Bennett)
Beautiful girls,
walk a little slower when you walk by me
Lingering sunsets,
stay a little longer with the lonely sea
Children everywhere,
when you shoot at bad men, shoot at me.
Take me to that strange,
enchanted land grown-ups seldom understand
And let me tell you, these sessions could get rough. I still have a bad back from three little girls piling on me and taking me down . . . but it was worth it.
I had a battalion commander in Korea who would call his staff meetings outside standing. They were more than 5 people — about a dozen — but they were lickety-split.
Especially in winter.
I recall some 5 minutes meetings outside in the winter. It was very easy to admit that what you’d say in a warm room wasn’t really all that necessary to say.
My son's played tackle football for 4 years and is in his 3rd year of Scouting. He alone is tough enough to keep up with, but life is infinitely far more enjoyable.
Years ago I worked in an outdoor job in Phoenix, Arizona. Meetings were inside in the air conditioning, and in the summer we learned to ask a lot of questions just to be able to enjoy a few more minutes out of the heat.
My grandsons play war with the neighbor kids. Their play is complete with walkie talkies, camo clothing, nerf guns, forts covered with real camo netting, etc. They work a continuing storyline that has progressed for over a year. I have warned them not to do any of this at school, where the teachers might not understand.
I hope my boys find girls like yours! I never had that when married and wish I did.
Lately I’ve been doing practice runs with the boys and at first they thought it was over the top. But after explaining certain situations and how fast things can happen, now when I say a certain key word they know where to go and what to do. When it hits the fan I told them no hesitation. You hesitate and you could cost all of us our lives. They get it now. My training has probably saved my life multiple times. Twice, at least and I hope it saves theirs someday as well.
My battalion commander was an SOB, but we loved him. He would have moved your Arizona meeting outside in the heat. And he would have looked for a place with no shade.
:>)
When I was a kid we had 2 recesses and a lunch recess if you finished eating fast enough. We played DODGEBALL and yes, some kids got smacked. But they learned how not to have that happen. We played gang tag. Four-square (with that ball) was not pattie-cake...it was a form of war with spikes, slams, spins.
And, yes, we did the dreaded soldiers, cops, robbers, cowboys. This was pre-show and tell, so I don’t remember carrying anything to school except my lunch or books.
We made up our own games, our own guns, our own fun.
I remember when the best sled was a refrigerator box.
After a year of listening to garbage at Historical Preservation group meetings...I announced that I would not be back, that they were dysfunctional and accomplished nothing and the commission should be abolished.
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