His Hard Hat

My grandfather went to work for Mobil Oil in 1946, right out of the war, and stayed until he retired around 1988. Forty-some years, southwest Oklahoma, running routes as a pumper. He was a slender man. Five-eight, five-nine, not big. And he had some of the strongest hands of anyone I've ever known — grip … Continue reading His Hard Hat

The Warehouse

"Can you summarize that for me?" I've been hearing some version of that my whole career. You write up a problem — the background, the angles you've considered, what you think ought to be done about it — and back it comes. Too long. Don't have time for all that. Give me the high points. … Continue reading The Warehouse

Thirty Copies

Around 2013 I was very good at Excel, and Excel was slowly ruining me. The job needed SQL. I had built SQL up in my head into a wall — I'm a business person, I'd say, not a technical person, and they've got me doing technical things. It'll take too long. It's too hard. I'm … Continue reading Thirty Copies