Socially Retarded.

6 11 2011

Basic Human Interaction. I am a pretty approachable guy. I could strike up a conversation with anyone and end up making a new friendly acquaintance. Everyone can be shy but when it comes to normal basic exchanges we all do a pretty good job.

I am not sure what manual your parents used to raise you but the one my parents used included training on how to interact with other people. What do you do when someone approaches you and says hello.

“Hey, how’s it going?”
“Good, man, you?”
“Fabulous! Could I offer you a hot beverage?”
“That would be awesome. Thanks!”

Pretty basic,right? This is the sort of interaction we have multiple times per day, everyday. That’s a lot of delicious hot beverage! So we get quite a bit of practice.. Here’s what I got the other day at the store. I approach a couple guys in the shop….

“Hey guys. How’s it going today?”
“Where are your socks?”

Look at the two conversation above. One has two more lines and didn’t leave me wanting to shove a pair or Merino Wool ski socks up his…. Don’t worry it’s Merino, it won’t be itchy. I can’t tell you how many times I open doors for people, a pavlovian response I have when I approach any building entry (thanks dad), and don’t even get a smile and nod. I am not afraid of giving them a little lesson in manners. “You’re welcome.” I say.

This is going to make me sound old and will probably have my mom and dad pointing at my blog and saying “SEE!” but what the hell has happened? What has made these people so socially retarded? I am a firm believer in genetics so I am sure there’s some douche gene in all of us. All you need is the right situation to turn it on. I also believe that the parents of these people decided that Manners and Respect were going to be omitted from the curriculum.

On the positive side of this – During halloween I was pleasantly surprised by how many young children were saying thank you. Not surprising were the number of older kids not saying it.

I think there’s hope. People our age having kids seem to be instilling better values in their offspring. I just wish we could prevent people that have the Douche Gene from getting into Politics. The world would be a better place.


The year gone by…

1 11 2011

I know, I know. It’s not January 1st. We’re not starting another new year or anything but 1 year ago today, my lovely fiancee and I landed in Calgary from London and concluded what would be a pretty amazing trip to Spain / Morocco. I also turned 40. I moved from the Coast to the Rockies, I met my future wife and mother of my children. I changed careers.  I grew my hair. I am in the best shape of my life.

Travelling was kind of the start of my new life direction, or lack there of if you wish. I left a pretty good IT career to go travelling and while we were out and about I was able to see things a little differently.

We, humans, don’t really need much to live. Food and shelter are a given. Having family and a partner that loves you is a bonus. Of course a job is handy so you can pay for the above or share it if point number 3 applies. Anything beyond that is gravy really.

So with that and a little math I decided that leaving the IT world was something that I had to do. I landed a job in a bike shop selling and wrenching and I have to say I wish I would have done this years ago. What better job to have than one that supports your passion. I make a fraction of the money but it’s pretty amazing what you can do with just a few life hacks. I am now a lunch and coffee packer. I decided to commute on the bike rain or shine or minus freakin’ thirty! You know? Trimming the fat of life and getting rid of any extraneous stuff. Simplify I guess is the operative word.

Simplifying my life has been the best thing I have done. If  you’re not happy doing what you’re doing then change it. If your mortgage is too high to do that – sell your house. It’s just a house, you can find another one. Life’s too short…