Friday, September 19, 2008

no hill for a climber

My recent career change to a small company of 5 local and 65 total employees has certainly provided a fair share of fresh new experiences. This afternoon's event was one finally worth blogging.


In our small but comfortable office, we have a great conference room for conducting our office and onsite customer meetings. It is very well equipped with most everything one would need to hold a successful meeting.

Today I learned it serves as more than a office meeting room. While our company is small it is a big bunch of sports fans. As a result, our conference room 40" flat panel monitor also doubles as a DirecTV major sports viewing site. Apparently any time major sports (golf majors, NCAA Tourney, etc.) are on during the work day we turn on the TV and watch while we work from the conference room.

This afternoon my boss wanted to catch the Ryder Cup matches but a wind storm had knocked service out of commission. S0..... the story goes like this "Brett do you know anything about DirecTV?" That was the call to action I needed. A great chance for job security.

To make the story brief, we didn't have a ladder nor tools for the job but were determined to be successful. We pulled my Jeep onto the office sidewalk parallel to the office and both my boss and I got onto the top of my SUV. From there he was able to host me onto the roof of the office.

There was a moment just before reaching the roof... I thought this is CRAZY. Two grown men in office clothes, standing on top of my Jeep, parked on the sidewalk where we work. Then I pulled myself together knowing everyone would make the same decision I had under similar circumstances.

Once on the roof it was easy work. Just adjust the dish until the transponders reach a minimum level of 90 and.... We have Ryder Cup!!!

What a grand way to end the work week.

Saturday, September 13, 2008

a conversation

on the way to the soccer game this morning:


Me:  Who is the greatest Dad of all time?  (gesturing towards myself)
Savanna:  NO DAD!  It's Apa.
Me:  Well.... Ok.  Who's number 2?
Savanna: Ummmm. Does Auntie M and Uncle Dave have any babies yet?
Me:  You must be joking.
Savanna:  Dad.  You're like 100.

hours later at the grocery store

Savanna:  Dad, you're really number 1.  I was only kidding earlier.
Me:  Thanks Honey.