When I was a child, we lived in a shabby little bungalow on Superior Street (in Sault Ste. Siberia). We lived across the street from the back of Lincoln School. I “red-queened” over to school every morning in kindergarten and first grade. After that, I didn’t really “red-queen” any more. It might’ve stopped being “cool”. Re-read Lewis Carroll’s Through the Looking Glass if you want to know what red-queening means. Or just google it.

We had a modern electric stove in our shabby little bungalow and I’m not sure I’m remembering this accurately but I think there was a light that told you a burner or the oven was still on? I’m not sure. Its label was “Units”. I mean, as a user experience designer, I think that’s a terrible label but even though I didn’t really understand what “Units” meant as a kid, I knew enough to tell The Commander when “Units” was on so she could make sure the stove was totally turned off. “Mom! Units is on!”.

In The Landfill today, among many of the things the GG did was try to figger out how to sign up for an internet service. He kept throwing out figures like $1,000 or $39 or $11.49. Okay. The business systems analyst persona that defines my career of the last 18 years was screaming, “What are the units”? Is it per year or month or day? If it’s $1,000, I hope it is not per day.”

So the GG is still fussing around with this and I dunno what the outcome will be. Hopefully he will do some research and critical thinking before signing up to pay anyone anything.

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