Work in a different era

As much as I like to play with technology, I often feel like I belong to a different era. I’m sure that’s in part because I only have a limited and overly positive view of times past, but I think there’s something else to it, too.

A few days ago, I went to work with one of my clients. He’s an older man who’s on the tail end of a successful career, still ambitious enough to be developing a small but growing internet business.

“Ken, my boy!” he greeted me. We worked on a number of issues and improvements concerning his web site. No stress. We were working together. I made money; he got what he needed; everyone came out better.

Afterward we went out to lunch across the street at a small restaurant and antique store. The ladies’ Red Hat Club was there chattering away. It’s a small town. Everyone seems to know, and be on good terms with, everyone else.

I only found my client’s new office by stumbling into a completely wrong office about 4 blocks away. But they knew him and gave me directions. “Just past the auto body shop… by the Citgo.”

Nice sandwich. Nice chatting. Nice business. It just felt like a different time. A different speed.

Probably all other times had their stresses similar to today. But that day I felt like I got a little peek into a world which felt similar to the impressions I have about the past. Which, I’m sure, come largely through old movies. The movies undoubtedly were inaccurate. Folks then may not have lived in something quite so nice. But they must have thought the idea was nice. Sure, we don’t live in Bedford Falls, but I think part of us, well, me anyway, might like to.

Sappy? Sure. But if sappy ends up meaning a generally peaceful, kind lifestyle where you *enjoy people* rather than *interact with clients*, then sappy seems OK to me.

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