06-17-2026, 11:25 AM
(This post was last modified: 06-17-2026, 11:29 AM by Gone in 60.)
I had a weird dream last night. Ok, two weird dreams.
The first one, I invented a motorcycle made out of sausage, so I could eat it if I got stranded somewhere. The bodywork was ground pork molded to the body panel shapes, and the frame was traditional tubular sausage.
The second dream, I was at my last job. My boss came to me and said "I want you to invent the most incredible car wax the world has ever seen." I came up with lots of formulas, and he hated every one of them, said my business plan for the car wax wasn't well thought out enough, didn't like my marketing plan for the wax, and didn't like the presentation of my business plan for it. The car wax part was weird, it was a dream. But in practice, that's how most of my projects went there which made that job so frustrating.
Which is one of the reasons I like my current job so much. It's like two jobs ago, where someone would identify a problem, I'd take a look and say "Let me come up with something for that", I'd just do it, and everone would be happy. No business plan, no presentation, just get it done.
We were analyzing the way the large Pelican carry boxes for our precious cargo attach to the bikes, using part of the former police radio box mounting plates as a base. The boss said he was concerned if the mount ever failed or the screws broke. I noodled on it for a bit, and came up with a cable leash that anchors the Pelican box to the old hinge tabs on the radio box plate as a fail safe in case the box ever breaks loose. I described it, the boss said "If you think it will work, just make enough for all of the bikes." He trusted that I came up with an effective solution, I built up enough cables for the fleet, job done.
Which brought up an interesting point. We were catching up yesterday, and he mentioned getting business cards printed for an upcoming trade show. So, we needed to come up for a formal title for me to put on my cards. We decided that "Chief Rider and Fleet Manager" sounded right.
The first one, I invented a motorcycle made out of sausage, so I could eat it if I got stranded somewhere. The bodywork was ground pork molded to the body panel shapes, and the frame was traditional tubular sausage.
The second dream, I was at my last job. My boss came to me and said "I want you to invent the most incredible car wax the world has ever seen." I came up with lots of formulas, and he hated every one of them, said my business plan for the car wax wasn't well thought out enough, didn't like my marketing plan for the wax, and didn't like the presentation of my business plan for it. The car wax part was weird, it was a dream. But in practice, that's how most of my projects went there which made that job so frustrating.
Which is one of the reasons I like my current job so much. It's like two jobs ago, where someone would identify a problem, I'd take a look and say "Let me come up with something for that", I'd just do it, and everone would be happy. No business plan, no presentation, just get it done.
We were analyzing the way the large Pelican carry boxes for our precious cargo attach to the bikes, using part of the former police radio box mounting plates as a base. The boss said he was concerned if the mount ever failed or the screws broke. I noodled on it for a bit, and came up with a cable leash that anchors the Pelican box to the old hinge tabs on the radio box plate as a fail safe in case the box ever breaks loose. I described it, the boss said "If you think it will work, just make enough for all of the bikes." He trusted that I came up with an effective solution, I built up enough cables for the fleet, job done.
Which brought up an interesting point. We were catching up yesterday, and he mentioned getting business cards printed for an upcoming trade show. So, we needed to come up for a formal title for me to put on my cards. We decided that "Chief Rider and Fleet Manager" sounded right.
You know what? I actually would like a pickle.
David
