Okay, I lied. I thought the last post, in which I told you I had gone fishin’, was my final word for a while. But then I got on the JetBlue plane from New York to San Francisco and suddenly I had about eight hours on my hands. Don’t ask. Anyhow, I got a chance finally to go through a huge stack of letters that a lot of you had sent to the Ask Bing portion of this site, and answer some, and just marvel at a bunch more. I particularly like the guy who told me I should exchange the cigar in my portrait for a turtle.
So for the next couple of weeks we’ll split up the trove a little and feature a bunch of Ask Bings, and I bet while I’m supposed to be relaxing I’ll have a chance to deal with a whole bunch more.
I hope as you read them, you’ll get fired up about something I got wrong, or right, maybe, and shoot me a whole bunch more of your stories, observations, complaints, ideas and vapors about crazy bosses, bulls**t jobs you hold or someone else does, insane and frustrating peers, and organizations that either crush the life out of you or make you totally enjoy whatever flavor of Kool-Aid they are serving.
You can even send a picture of your turtle if you want.
