The home network is running out of space to back up essential files, so I am going to utilise my router’s capability to attach external storage. A hard drive and enclosure I ordered for this purpose just showed up at the Firm’s mail room.
The thing arrives in a bright pink box with all sorts of cancer-fighting messages all over it. When I carry it back to my desk, the pink box attracts a lot of attention. My colleagues are clustered around asking me what’s in the box.
Me: “It’s just a hard drive and enclosure I ordered for the home network.”
Colleague 1: “Why did you have it delivered here?”
Me: “Because I’m not home right now.”
Colleague 2: <laughs>
Chris is most often found flying a desk, but he delights in studying the Golden Age of Aviation (1919-1939). He admires all the pioneering men and women who navigated the skies with nothing more sophisticated than a map, compass and sextant—and the conviction that there was no place they could not reach.
