BUZZY BIZZ
… energizing and exhaustive, far removed from everyday feelings every day
Wednesday June 11, 2014
My daily activities – mostly solitary, one-on-ones phone-calls, meetings – generally productive, effective, invigorating. Not characteristically buzzy.
I usually get buzzed from public speaking activities –adrenalin rush junkie – connect with front rows and back rows, performing. Some time at frenetic tradeshow environments brings that too. More sizzle than steak, wide-eyed kids lat carnivals, in candy stores.
Spent a few hours yesterday – heard great speakers, grasped hands for shaking, grasped unexpected conversations – then sprinted to catch caboose of my busy day.
Buzz mixed with bizz, like sugar laden fizzy beverages, everyone in carnival mode.
No way to consume such feasts in single sitting, back for more today, tomorrow.
No way to glean enough from yesterday’s glimpses. I came away affirmed covering events like this (the Global Petroleum Show), is most fun when wearing a media hat (the parking pass is nice too). Not to suggest networking is without merit (it’s great) – but that buzz, all that action is fascinating to observe, feeling it just for enjoying it, perspective and meetings unexpected, things I don’t see when I get too busy buzzing, too caught up in that whirl. Fortunately, I suppose, phone calls and emails about those office things keep be grounded.
Scheduled private time with a very busy old acquaintance – he’d promised only five minutes, stretched to ten – ended with assurance we’ll get together soon, no gilt-edged invitation, no brush-off either. Sure, he’s the Premier these days, but to me he’s just an old friend and client named Dave. He’s come a long way from rookie lawyer at Matheson & Co. in Edmonton. I’ve come a long way from being a process-server.
I’ll be buzzed.
Mark Kolke
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column written/ published from Calgary
morning walk: 8C/46F, chilly north wind masking traffic noise at our back (in our faces coming back), my ankle feeling better we took a little jog, train-crossing bells seemed surreal like a horn in fog ..
