Showing posts with label fortune cookies. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fortune cookies. Show all posts

Saturday, January 30, 2010

Listening Is Its Own Reward


And yet, according to one of the fortune cookies I cracked open with the guys who work the garage in the Travelodge on Harrison (I had spares and their jobs are h-a-r-d. They should get cookies more often, no?), I'm going to be rewarded for listening. What a silly thing to be rewarded for. . . but I also have a lot of cool meetings and lunches planned for next week during which I will be listening A LOT. So, we'll see what happens. . .