Productivity tools can be viable alternatives to work
Ever since some smart chap, or chappess, came up with the idea of a check list and impressed the boss the world has been beset with a search for bigger, better tools to replace what was essentially a very good idea.
Taken to the it's illogical conclusion this search can lead even the most sensible people to a point where the productivity tools themselves are a very viable alternative to work.
Gantt charts, mind maps, flow charts, to do lists, issues registers and all manners of witchcraft will not be of much use if you're woefully disorganised. Conversely if you're a maniacally organised.....
Tags: Telecom New Zealand DNS fail
This tickled my fancy, so just had to write a up a few words about it.
Telecom is the largest telco in New Zealand, and it appears they can't run a robust DNS setup for their own domain. Their ISP, Xtra, had some problems last year with their DNS, which caused problems for many of it's customers, but this time around it's their own corporate domain, telecom.co.nz that has fallen into the cyber bit-bucket....
The Carpenters Hammer
This is a story for everyone who has a need of tools no matter what their craft or trade. The Carpenters Hammer, a painters brushes, the janitors broom.
A few years ago, about eighteen in fact, we lived in a 2 bedroom flat in Christchurch city. It was in a block of four on a section which probably should have only held one house, but that's a whole other issue.
In the back flat lived a retired gentleman, who's name quite escapes me now. He had worked most of his adult live as a cleaner for PDL, an electrical manufacturer here in New Zealand.
One day I remember walking down the driveway to the garages which were squished in a row behind the flats, he was out sweeping the driveway in front of his unit with what is probably the largest broom I'd ever seen.
One of those large janitorial scale ones that requires metal braces from the handle to the head to stop it breaking off on it's own and sweeping whole counties.
I said good morning, or afternoon, whichever pleasantry was appropriate, and found myself in conversation about his broom. Not the most engrossing topic....
