Thursday, December 04, 2008
High Praise
Got a compliment today that is the kind Mark Twain insisted he could live upon. I'm feeling pretty buoyed by it myself. Was talking to a soon-to-be-former co-worker, eccentric genius type of fellow. Starts sentences just fine, but will delve into things quickly that just make your head explode because you understand them. His head is doing just fine containing them. He asks if I'm excited about the new gig. I say "well, not so much excited as nervous". He says "no need to be nervous, you're a bad ass. You'll rock that place."
I almost fell over. I like this guy and we've always worked really well together. But for HIM to call ME "bad ass", well, that's like the Pope giving you a personal thumb's up. Or Thomas Keller saying you're a good cook. Or Tom Brady and Brett Favre saying you throw a nice football. Don't know that this one will last 2 months, but it will last a while.
I almost fell over. I like this guy and we've always worked really well together. But for HIM to call ME "bad ass", well, that's like the Pope giving you a personal thumb's up. Or Thomas Keller saying you're a good cook. Or Tom Brady and Brett Favre saying you throw a nice football. Don't know that this one will last 2 months, but it will last a while.
