You Send Me

August 31, 2010

I thought it might be better to start this pressure-release mini-rant with a nice Sam Cooke song title from the year of my birth instead of pasting in a picture of Lou Ferrigno in green paint which is closer to how I feel right now.

I should actually have said You re-Send Me. I am just getting REALLY weary of people I send information to asking me to send it again. I have let myself become known as ‘the guy who knows how to organize and find his information’. That’s a good thing until I find I have become that for everyone else too.

I am pretty sure that my kids,wife,candidates,clients friends and other associates don’t even bother to look for stuff anymore. They just ask me to send it again.

I AM pretty damned good at it. Most of the time I can have it sent before they finish asking for it. So, why crab about it then? Well…1 or 2 requests a day from 1 person would not be so bad but when the total is about 10 or so, there comes a time when I just have to stop and bitch about it.

Storage is basically free now. My latest PC came with a 1 terabyte hard drive. Most people do not know what a terabyte is…and the real truth is that most people don’t have enough truly useful information to fill a wallet.

Whether you have an old 2 drawer file cabinet or access to God’s memory please learn to keep track of it. Unless, of course, you are my paying client. In that case, I’ll send you the damned resume every hour on the hour if you ask me nicely.

If you need something during the 6.5 hours I sleep…try using the SEARCH function just once…it is pretty easy and it doesn’t stop every few weeks to complain.