Fri 15 Jun, 2007 08:27 pm
All my bags are packed, I'm ready to go
I'm standing here outside your door
I've got a photo gig in the morning, depending on the weather. I've spent the last hour packing my bags. Batteries charged. Extra batteries. Extra cameras. Tripods. Umbrellas. Blahblahblah.
Thank god it's an outdoor gig or I'd be lugging stobes and all kinds of **** that I hate to use.
What a pain.
Half the time I don't even use this stuff but people expect it so I pack it along. Up mountains. Down valleys. You want to go where?
I just consider it part of the job.
While I was packing up I was thinking.....
... about my visit to my lawyer. My banker. My whatever.
When they break out the jargon that means it's time to get down to business. For me, it's gear -- when I break out the gear, it's time to take me seriously. The pleasantries are over. Ice broken. Let's get to work.
And I started wondering about how the ice gets broken in other jobs. What signifies to people that the chit-chat is done and now the work begins in your job?
Oh! I was trying to think of this and I just remembered it --
In gambeling they call it a "tell". Something that gives your motive away.
So, what's your "tell".
Righto men, Lets do this!
Ohhhhhhh. I like that! Indeed I do.
Maybe I'll leave most of this crap at home tomorrow and say "Righto, let's do this" instead. That would simplify things.
Still, when I read that I got this wonderful vision of Ms. dadpad with a certain smile on her face. I love practical men.