He was a crusty, retired New York City cop, now driving a cab. I was an IBM manager on my way to the airport. We struck up a conversation.
I still love the song “Starburst” and remember whenever I play it. My world has changed, for the better mostly, as the opportunities to learn about and buy music are better than ever before. Oh, and there is one other wonderful change — I no longer work in a cubicle.
For years I thought of myself as “the corporate type.” I mean, what company was more corporate than IBM, with its blue suits, company song, no-alcohol policy, and standard issue haircut? But then I realized, as should everyone else ~ a house on fire is not a house, and a sinking ship is not a ship.