Time Shifting - Day 51

Hey look what time it is: vacation time!

Goodbye work, hello guitars!

Time Shifting - Day 19

In honor of Asia call night (yes, that’s actually a thing), a favorite saying from my colleagues in Australia:

How you going?

Two questions asked in one - how’s it going and how are you doing. Effective and efficient. With bonus points for that charming, plucky accent. 

In case you’re wondering, my answer to both tomorrow morning will be: tired.

Time Shifting - Day 7

So I’m likely the only person in North America to be glad we moved the clocks ahead this weekend. Mainly because it turns my 6AM start here in Halifax into a 9AM GMT start in the UK. Which means I will no longer be the last person in the office in the morning - a surefire way to spend your day completely behind the eight ball. 

If you’ve ever been late for work you know this is what makes it so bad to be late for work. It’s not just the shame and ignominy you’re forced to endure as you quietly shuffle to your desk - accusing, curious eyes peering over cubicles at the back of your disheveled head - but the fact that being late means everyone else had a head start. In my business that means everyone’s had a couple hours to lob enough email bombs to ensure you’ll spend well into the afternoon excavating your inbox. 

But not this time shifting wonder! I see your daylight savings and I raise you an extra early start, Universe.  Your move. 

Time Shifting - Day 3

Three days in and three important lessons learned: 

1. There are few experiences more miserable than dealing with corporate IT at 6 o’clock in the morning.
2. The only thing worse than MS Outlook is its webmail counterpart.
3. No one does sarcasm like the French.

Time Shifting - Day 1

I’ve always had this theory that if you miss the first day of anything in grade school, you have no chance of ever really learning it as an adult. I missed the first day they covered timezones - and considered myself pretty much screwed in terms of ever really *getting* the concept.

Fast forward a (redacted) number of years to me on a Friday, bringing in March like a lion made of time itself: working GMT hours from AST so I can spend the morning with folks on CET but still have a few hours for the team on EST.

My 12 year old self is confused but impressed. And I seriously need a nap.