Thursday, August 07, 2003
Later that same day...
After completing the initial CBT on product design, I would like to express irritation at how corporate politics can turn a relatively simple process into a morass of seemingly complex and insurmountable rules and regulations. Chief among these is the liberal creation of acronyms: The process is simple, the memorization of acronyms is the "test". On the one hand, I'm happy to be learning steps and tools by which this company operates; on the other, I should have taken these over a year ago and saved myself the frustrations of having to always rely on second-hand answers.
On a completely unrelated note, I've been invited to a clothing-optional pool party this weekend. I'll probably hit my head on the diving board or something. I hope it's going to be "normal", meaning, I hope this party doesn't devolve into something else. MInd you, I"m no prude, but I've been a little too loose lately.
A few days ago, I tricked with a couple of guys, and one of them had a seizure. We were standing there, small-talking, and suddenly he dropped onto the floor, his head and arm twitching, his eyes rolling back and his mouth making funny gulping forms. When I say suddenly, well, it was more a slow fall, and almost graceful -- he was fainting. Amazingly, I remained calm and called out to the other guy: "Do you know anything about seizures?" Ha ha ha, luck of the draw, turns out the other guy's an ex-nurse. It was probably only seconds, but it seemed longer, the guy came round and began apologizing: "This happened a couple of weeks ago in Montreal, very embarrassing." We helped the guy off the floor and walked him to bed. The ex-nurse speculated that it was drug use.
This incident, and a few others of recent, have been on my mind -- mostly about what they may mean and their impact on my outlook. My friend Dave here, and my friends Paul and Chris in Colorado, think these are funny stories -- but I don't agree. While I don't believe in choices being moral, I do believe in ethics, and events like these can harden emotions -- toward myself and others. This subject will be explored more fully on this blog.
On a completely unrelated note, I've been invited to a clothing-optional pool party this weekend. I'll probably hit my head on the diving board or something. I hope it's going to be "normal", meaning, I hope this party doesn't devolve into something else. MInd you, I"m no prude, but I've been a little too loose lately.
A few days ago, I tricked with a couple of guys, and one of them had a seizure. We were standing there, small-talking, and suddenly he dropped onto the floor, his head and arm twitching, his eyes rolling back and his mouth making funny gulping forms. When I say suddenly, well, it was more a slow fall, and almost graceful -- he was fainting. Amazingly, I remained calm and called out to the other guy: "Do you know anything about seizures?" Ha ha ha, luck of the draw, turns out the other guy's an ex-nurse. It was probably only seconds, but it seemed longer, the guy came round and began apologizing: "This happened a couple of weeks ago in Montreal, very embarrassing." We helped the guy off the floor and walked him to bed. The ex-nurse speculated that it was drug use.
This incident, and a few others of recent, have been on my mind -- mostly about what they may mean and their impact on my outlook. My friend Dave here, and my friends Paul and Chris in Colorado, think these are funny stories -- but I don't agree. While I don't believe in choices being moral, I do believe in ethics, and events like these can harden emotions -- toward myself and others. This subject will be explored more fully on this blog.