I think we can all agree that you don’t get your own blog unless you’ve earned the respect.
Guilty as charged.
I don’t apologize for my success. I simply try to pass it along. So it wasn’t surprising when Janeen’s kid brother offered to take me to lunch last week to pick my brain. Randy is the Director of Ideation at Metaflux, one of the Bay Area’s most innovative creators of proprietary cross-platform solution ware. We’re both important men, though I have the distinction of knowing what I actually do for a living.
Randy has the distinction of the shiny new iPad he brought to lunch, pulling up the restaurant menu on screen before the waitress could arrive with the 3D version, a feat he assumed would impress her especially if he waved it in front of her face. He could have asked the waitress precisely how awesome she thought he was, but Randy was now on his iPhone. Some assistant was getting back to him with some information he requested. Why was the assistant getting back to her boss? Because she was at lunch when he called.
Hey Randy. If you’re reachable at lunch and your assistant isn’t, she must be a helluva lot more important than you are.
Randy might have appreciated my delicious irony but an old college buddy had just e-mailed him a video of a monkey licking its balls.
He finally let me touch his iPad, informing me that it weighed less than 1.6 pounds. And here’s where I gave Randy my big idea. A paper thin piece of paper. Weighs less than 2 grams. Grams. With a simple pencil like implement you write directly on the surface and get an instant hard copy. It’s beyond wireless. It’s disconnected completely. No one in the world can bother you. It can fold up in your pocket and be used during aircraft take-off and landing. I call it the iCouldgiveashit®. The writing implement is called A Goddamn Pencil®, They cost $.02 to produce but the Early Adopters will only buy in if you charge them $1,500.
Randy seemed taken aback, possibly chastened. I told him I could probably get that iPad of his to fit in his pocket, but it would involve a hammer and a lot of screaming on his part.
Turns out Randy hadn’t taken me to lunch to pick my brain. He took me to lunch because Janeen thought we should get to know each other better.
That’s probably not going to happen again. I’m a hard man to reach.
Useful Links to the Subject
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