My last post got me in the spirit to answer some more questions. Since no one ever asks me any questions, I’m gonna have to be my own huckleberry. (I have no idea what that means, but Doc Holliday said it in my second favorite movie rated R or lower, so it must be cool.)
So, aside from being so creative and funny, what do you do for a living?
My job pretty much revolves around being organized and not pissing anybody off. (I’m really good. At one of those things.). I love my company, and while I’m not shy about where I work, I also don’t want to be name dropping all over the place.
What did you do before that?
I worked for a contract security company at Gateway in Downtown Cleveland. I stood at the top of the ramp that goes underground to Progressive Field (back in the good old days when it was Jacob’s Field) and Quicken Loans Arena. I met all kinds of baseball players, basketball players, pro wrestlers, circus performers and executives. I learned that Drew Gooden and Eric Snow were awesome to their fans, Bob Wickman was the coolest Indian I ever met, and, whatever you want to say about the guy, Dan Gilbert gives a shit about everyone in the organization. From top to bottom.
Interesting. What did you do before that?
Wow. You’re not exactly Larry King, are you? I did nothing. (Legal). I played lots of pool, lots of cards and lots of … You know what? I think we should move on.
If you could have a super power, what would it be?
I’d go with maximum brain function. I know, I know. Its not as sexy as flight, as flashy as super strength or as pervy as invisibility, but I’m going with brain power. Think about it, with maximum brain capacity, you could ACTUALLY BE the most interesting person in the world. You could cure cancer, save the ozone layer, fix the economy and always think up excuses for staying out too late that your significant other will believe. “Honey, I’m sorry I was 3 days late getting home from our guy’s night out, but I got caught up doing heart surgery on a rhinocerous at the zoo. My bad. Here’s a rose that I bioengineered just for you.” See? You beat the slots at Binion’s for half a million AND got a back rub when you finally got home.
Phew! What a tough interview. I was nervous the whole time, well, at least until I remembered that I wasn’t Chris Hanson. I really didn’t want to explain why I’m naked right now.
(I’m always taking questions, so stop being so shy. Railbirdj@yahoo.com )