Via SmartMobs: Tristan Louis on “Signs of a Bubble” - - he breaks down the top five signs that you and your company may be living in a fantasy world where things like “revenue” aren’t important. #5 and #1 are the ones to key in on - - and they basically address the same core concept.
What he’s saying here is that you have to take your fundamentals and deal with them realistically. Plan. Understand where you’re going and how you’re going to get there. Be prepared for setbacks. Take advantage of the opportunities as they present themselves but don’t count on them.
Ties in a bit with the “Don’t Lose Touch” section in this Chuck Wielgus article - - how it’s sometimes important to strip it all down and look at the component parts without any window dressing. Google apparently takes some similar approaches - - esp. w/r/t/ communication between employees/developers. (Though both of these articles seem a little arrogant in their tones, feeling like they refer back to Louis’ #4…)
I return home to find six 60+ year old women gathered around a table in my kitchen. Each of them has a laptop and is clicking furiously away at something that I can’t quite see yet. When I enter the room they each give me these dirty looks, like I’ve tread somewhere I shouldn’t. I’m not wearing a watch but I guess maybe I’m home a little earlier than usual. Regardless, they sort of bare their teeth at me, still clicking furiously away. I take a step closer and see that they’re all playing some kind of online poker game. And winning. Winning a lot of money. A comes in to the room and pulls me aside. She explains that these women work for her now. They’re getting us rich. A has figured out a system where she can essentially bypass the randomization routines that determine what cards come up in this online poker tournament. And now they’re cleaning up. Close to twenty-thousand just today. It’s about then that I sense someone behind me. One of the old women has tried to sneak up behind me with a knife. I manage to dodge the swipe and take off. She and the others chase me, trying to stab and slice me. A yells at them that I’m OK - - but they’ll have none of it. I guess I know too much now.
