Shhh... The Secret to Perfect High-Fives Revealed

Close friends know I prefer the ‘fist-bump’ over high-fives. How often has a single, sloppy high-five left you embarrassed and feeling lame? Fist-bumps are cool, timely, and easy to execute flawlessly. 

Now, I fear the high-five no more: with the “Thespian Method” of High Fives, you can always land a solid.

The secret? Both you & your partner should focus your eyes on each-other’s elbows while executing the high-five. Try it, you’ll never miss.

Thanks to Adam for divulging this secret to me. Happy high-fiving, people!

Matt Langer, moving to Boston, armed w/ Resume!

mattlanger:

I would really appreciate it if you could arrange for some youthful & energetic & generally awesome startup or small business in the Boston area to see my resume on or before Sept. 1.

I love Matt’s resume design. Any takers Boston?

Am I a Psychotechnologist Now?

My daily concerns at our soon-to-be-not-so-secret startup are split between a few activities. Of course, I worry about bugs, scalability, new features, etc. Technology! 

Increasingly, I worry about our community & the quality of participation. I fret over the social signals our design sends out. I think about the differences in user demographics of those acquired through different channels. I ponder how to herd, cajole, entice, inspire, and entertain our audience into returning again, and again.

Can I propose a new college major for considerations by the power that be?

Psychotechnology.

It’s a cross-discipline major combining Computer Science, Psychology, and (social) Design.

I’d be happy to proof-read a free copy of the intro book…. as soon as it exists.

The Universe is far too Small

It’s a busy weekend, with a lot of events. So, I reserved a small stretch of this Saturday’s afternoon for errands, which included a haircut. I called at 3:45 to schedule an appointment, they told me to show up at 4. When I showed up, I was  asked to wait a ‘bit’ which turned into 20 minutes.

Generally speaking (feel free to disagree in the comments) I’m a nice guy, so it was very out of character for me when I decided to call the receptionist out on this ‘error’ (catching her in a lie as well). I decided to hold off really digging in, because I was reluctant to be mean and I still needed a haircut.

OF COURSE, when I was finally ‘under the clippers’ and talking away, the receptionist jumps into the conversation, when she heard I’d be celebrating a friends birthday party at the same club she and her friends will be at tonight.

The moral of the afternoon: you just can’t afford to be angry at people. They’ll always show up again. Today, though, I had wished that wasn’t the case.