A random message goes out on Teams – “Who can help me with this?” Crickets. No one can. Or everyone can. But no one knows who owns it, so no one knows whether they should work on it. So no one puts their hand up. The subject line of the follow-up meeting is “Do I own this?” If the answer is yes, great, if the answer is no, great. But now we all know.

I think one of the downfalls of remote work is that we don’t always feel like we are being heard enough. The “Hand Raise” icons aren’t enough. And our immediate response is then to speak over each other, continually over and over again. As a result, the usefulness of our meetings declines because there is no more direction toward solving an issue, we only want to hear ourselves being heard. The question then becomes how…

A few months ago, I made a reservation (I was incredibly proud because I generally don’t do this and prefer to fly in and hope for the best). But I made the reservation and had hoped to show up, be seated, and enjoy my meal. As it turns out, the reservation policy had changed and I had not reserved a spot but instead had reserved to have my wait time cut in half from 45…

I’m install code on linux, running on a Chromebook. I have never programmed on my Chromebook. I have never run commands on Linux. I have no idea what I’m doing. It’s a bunch of firsts that I’m bumbling and stumbling through. And it feels great.

You see what others don’t see. You see the result. You see what could be. You see past the work there is to do and what the value could become. Not everyone can see beyond what is in front of them, the mess, the disaster, the work that has to be done. But you do, you see what could be.