Being I have a rather strange schedule where the night is day and day is night, and then in the same week, the opposite is true also. In other words, there are days I get up and start the day at 6-7 am and there are days I’m going to bed at 7 am. Yeah I know, kind of messed up, but such is life when things professionally change drastically.
And adapt professionally I do and have enjoyed for many decades. But these last 5-6 years have been different. I know I’m getting older and nearing the end of my time in newspapers. I’ve seen a huge drop in average age over the last 5 years. Many old coworkers have retired or moved on or been moved out because our business is changing.
Some people adapt well to change. Others not so well. Some things are impossible to overcome when a drastic change in technology takes place. This has also happened to us.
Then there is the comfort or discomfort level of drastic age differences. I work with a young man who is younger than my son. This company has reinvented itself in many ways. Some of it exciting, some not.
But anyway, the thing that I thought about when I made the title of today’s post was when I walk out after working a night shift and I usually say goodnight or goodmorning to the security guard at the front desk. I’m never sure which is appropriate.
Random Thoughts of the Day
- When you have a lot of people to love, getting through the day is easy.
- Age offers wisdom if you’re open to it.
- Blink – the year is gone.
- I wanted to take 100 images today. So far I’m up to two. I better get to work.