5:33 a.m. I enter the on-ramp. Pre-rush hour traffic is gliding down I-95.
Where you at today? What’s it gonna be? Which DK is going to show up?
I glance at the dash. 39° F. Overcast. Low hanging mist. Light is beginning to creep through the gloom.
A fulsome night of sleep. No anchor pulling down on this a** today. Today, I’m rumbling.
I glance at my watch – a late jump for an early morning meeting.
Delegate down? Cancel? Reschedule? Odysseus isn’t hearing the lovely sea nymphs but Glaser’s Siren Call. And he starts to wail. And wail. And wail.
The first rule is the best. Rule number one is that ‘it doesn’t matter.’ ‘It doesn’t matter that what you think. Follow this rule and it will add decades to your life. It does not matter if you are late or early, if you are here or there, if you said it or didn’t say it, if you are clever or if you were stupid…it doesn’t matter.’ Wisdom at last.”
The app calculates my arrival time: 5 minutes before the meeting start time.
Tight. Too tight. Serves you right for agreeing to burn it on both ends. Burn. Burn. Burn. [Read more…]