How’s it going? I’m still trying to get used to saving all that daylight, and I actually slept in a bit today, which seemed to help some.
Let’s get to it.
I’d like to jaw about a hand dryer–but not just any hand dryer.
At one grocery store I go to every week, there’s a hand dryer in the dude’s room (it’s about twice the size of a closet or so actually). The thing shuts off about 5 seconds before my hands are fully dry.
So I’ve gotta push the button 2 times, and then only use the second lot of air for about 8 seconds before I’m done and leave.
This could mean a couple things:
— They need to get a more powerful hand dryer at this joint…
— I need to work on my technique, because my brother reminded me that I like to leave my handing “sopping wet” (or thereabouts) before I use a hand dryer.
(Something tells me my only solution is number two, unless I want to wipe my hands on my pants, which isn’t out of the question.)
This reminds me of writing, actually. Sometimes (not often) I’d send out a piece just because a deadline for an online mag was looming and I wanted to get something in. Sure, I edited the thing for grammar and what-have-ya, but I didn’t sweat too much on the overall story.
This 3/4-baked effort earned me a rejection for a story with an idea that the editor said “wasn’t fully developed.”
Even just 30 minutes of thinking about the whole shebang might have avoided a rejection, but I did learn something about editors, for sure.
Until next time,