The office move did not look like it was going to go well. We had been provided with a floor-plan, with numbers on the desks, and we had to put stickers with our names and new locations on our telephones, monitors, pedestal drawers and chairs.
Then Rasaad, who sits opposite me, asked if I would mind swapping desks, so that he could have the shelf space and I could have the window. which was fine by me (or, more specifically, fine for my plant). The people doing the moving were informed and, after only five e-mails back and forth, the matter was resolved.
Then, on Friday (when, you might recall, I am not in the office), the people doing the move sent out an e-mail saying that the numbers on the desks on the floorplan were incorrect, and could we please make sure that we used the numbers on the floorplan in the document attached?
Now, remote working is all very wonderful, but even modern technology can't tell me how to renumber stickers from a distance of five miles.
But then, when I went into work on Monday, everything was in its right and proper place (well, one PC was in the wrong place, but we can live with that) although one person apparently spent some time searching for his chair. Oh, and my sellotape disappeared. Tragedy, thousands feared dead.
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I played badly at $5-$10 yesterday. Although my winnings have moved inexorably upwards over the past 18 months, my feelings are that I am, to put it bluntly, not a winner at $5-$10. On the plus side, I now have a feeling I know why. If I follow my own feelings and ignore much of what has been written in the textbooks, I tend to do better. I have identified one absolute "leak" which is a "by the book" move. The benefit of keeping detailed statistics is that you don't have to take the conventional wisdom as definite truth. You can find out for yourself.
I reckon that that leak alone might make a difference of half a big bet per 100. Good stuff. But after the disaster of the past couple of days, this is beginning to have the makings of a bad month. Oh well, I said that it was a risk. Who needs a boring $1,000 a month, month in, month out?
Then Rasaad, who sits opposite me, asked if I would mind swapping desks, so that he could have the shelf space and I could have the window. which was fine by me (or, more specifically, fine for my plant). The people doing the moving were informed and, after only five e-mails back and forth, the matter was resolved.
Then, on Friday (when, you might recall, I am not in the office), the people doing the move sent out an e-mail saying that the numbers on the desks on the floorplan were incorrect, and could we please make sure that we used the numbers on the floorplan in the document attached?
Now, remote working is all very wonderful, but even modern technology can't tell me how to renumber stickers from a distance of five miles.
But then, when I went into work on Monday, everything was in its right and proper place (well, one PC was in the wrong place, but we can live with that) although one person apparently spent some time searching for his chair. Oh, and my sellotape disappeared. Tragedy, thousands feared dead.
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I played badly at $5-$10 yesterday. Although my winnings have moved inexorably upwards over the past 18 months, my feelings are that I am, to put it bluntly, not a winner at $5-$10. On the plus side, I now have a feeling I know why. If I follow my own feelings and ignore much of what has been written in the textbooks, I tend to do better. I have identified one absolute "leak" which is a "by the book" move. The benefit of keeping detailed statistics is that you don't have to take the conventional wisdom as definite truth. You can find out for yourself.
I reckon that that leak alone might make a difference of half a big bet per 100. Good stuff. But after the disaster of the past couple of days, this is beginning to have the makings of a bad month. Oh well, I said that it was a risk. Who needs a boring $1,000 a month, month in, month out?