I was interviewing for a job at an electronics company. I'd read a biography of the founder. I was impressed with his vision. Born in 1894, he'd enjoyed the Chinese blessing
May you live in interesting times.
He knew. He knew his dream was to create, sell and profit. He knew that profit meant more than money. His dream was to build and sell washing machines, radios and light bulbs and make so much money that his company would eventually be able to give his products away for free to the mainland folks. That's a dream.
When I mentioned to the minions that had inherited his dream that I admired His vision, they looked down at my resume, and replied
Well, it's a different company now.
Curious how people change if one repeatedly uses nuclear disasters.
