Happy Hour Fatigue — Sept. 10, 2021

I’m what you call an ambivert. This doesn’t mean I eat both plants and animals, though I do. Rather, it means — among other things — that I’m somewhere in the middle between an introvert and an extrovert. Sometimes I refuel by getting away from people and enjoying my solitude. Sometimes I refuel by soaking in the energy of a group of people. I had no clue this was me until the past half-decade of life and would often be confused that what revved me up one day drained me the next. .

Last night, I found myself at a company happy hour. Good people. Good location. Beautiful evening. Free booze. Awesome, right?

I was there two hours, and by the time I left I was absolutely drained. It’s now 24 hours later and I still feel like I’d like to run off into the woods and lay down on the ground and watch the clouds pass by without even the hint of a sound made by a human being anywhere in my vicinity.


Two Years in One Month

I’m need to stop and breathe. To understand why, you need to realize that I’ve worked in the conservative not-for-profit world since I left the liberal no-profit world of newspapers in 2009. I’ve worked for electric cooperatives, a Lutheran benefits company and the Shriners. Getting anything done in any of those organizations took months and months of meetings, planning, review, more meetings, more planning, more review and then a lot of waiting until someone somewhere said, “Yeah, sure.”

I just finished my fourth week as marketing director of one of Keller Williams’ top St. Louis agents, The Allen Brake Team. In those four weeks, among other things, I’ve rebranded the entire freaking agency. New logo. New fonts. New color scheme. New taglines. New headshot style. A new email newsletter. A new internal eNewsletter. The beginnings of new, streamlined website. An entirely new strategic direction and an expected tripling of our marketing budget for 2022.

So yeah. That.


After-Work Activity

Five o’clock hit and the weekend began. First stop? Lit Cigar Lounge. A nice Ashton and a Four Roses Single Barrell while sitting outside in a warm evening breeze did the soul some good. Having Wifey-Poo meet me there to talk about the week and relax made it even better.


The ‘Don’t Blame Me, I Didn’t Say It’ of the Day

‘We’ve believed for a long time that glasses are going to be an important part of building the next computing platform.’

Mark Zuckerberg, Facebook founder, on the new facebook glasses

It’s also going to allow strangers to build a personal video library starring you.

I hate Facebook. And yes, I know I have a Facebook account. I hate zits under my right nostril, too, and I have one of those. Facebook’s new innovation comes with a forward-facing camera, which means someone could technically be recording you at any time. “Oh,” but Facebook protests. “There’s a light on the front of the glasses that indicates when they’re recording.” There’s also black electrical tape that can be put over the light.


Run, Boy, Run

Boy The Younger runs in the first cross country meet of his life tomorrow. I don’t know who’s more nervous, me or him. Truthfully, probably him. As a dad, I just want my kid to do well and have fun. OK fine. I’ll admit it. I want him to smoke those other kids and hit the tape first. But I’ll settle for “didn’t barf on the course” and “crossed the finish line at some point.”


Today’s Reasons to Keep Living

  1. Weekends.
  2. Bad coffee that makes you appreciate good coffee.
  3. Day-after-happy-hour stories from your co-workers.

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