I like Henry Ford. I’ve been tweeting some quotes from him lately. When Janet and I visited Detroit, we toured Henry Ford’s house with some friends. Downstairs there was a display that Janet saw and she called out, “Hey, Bob—that’s you!” I came over and took this...
Ran across this sign at a restaurant and wanted to share it with you: “What’s with the mission statement? I cook the food – you eat the food – you pay for the food and then you go home. And you don’t make a mess!” Although I suppose I do value mission statements more...
Note: See December 27 entry for back story. A third lesson learned from our Argentinean driver was this: Stay calm and don’t lose focus. He showed grace under pressure: continually on the speaker phone or talking with his wingman as he navigated the streets and...
Note: See December 27 entry for back story. The destination was incredibly clear: the international airport across the city. The destination never changed. But the pathways of seeking to get there varied wildly. Our driver did a fancy left turn and went...
Note: See December 27 entry for back story. One lesson I learned from my Argentinean driver was simply to team up. While Janet and I sat in the back, our driver brought along a helper in the passenger seat. His passenger basically acted as a wingman, dealing...
“This is worst I have ever seen it. This traffic is the worst in my life.” These were the words of our very experienced driver as we tried to make our way across Buenos Aires to the international airport. Janet and I were celebrating our anniversary in...
