Thirties are the new Twenties

I keep hearing the phrase “Thirties are the new Twenties”. But what does that really mean? Here is my list describing the lives of Twenty-year olds – partly derived from my own life and partly inspired by The Big Bang Theory and How I met your Mother. (Warning: This list is full of sweeping generalisations! It is supposed to provoke.) Continue reading

Paralysed on skis

Today I had my very first skiing lessons. Mr. M wanted to ensure that I have the perfect conditions to learn how to ski. Therefore he booked a private tutor for three hours and the ski slope in Wintermoosalm is perfect for beginners. The ski school even promises fear free skiing but I guess I am Manfred’s (my ski tutor) first total failure. After the first lesson I am not better off than before the lesson and unfortunately it would probably remain my only attempt till our next winter holiday. Continue reading

Recruiting is not immune to the laws of evolution

I came across an interesting article on The Wall Street Journal online. The title, “No More Résumés, Say Some Firms”, caught my attention. No more résumés? How cool is that! Don’t get me wrong, I am satisfied with my résumé. In my opinion I have an impressive academic and professional record. However I find a cover or motivation letter together with a résumé an inadequate medium to promote oneself. To me the traditional application often feels like an exercise in summary writing and merely shows that I have made the effort to write the letter in such a way that catches the recruiter’s attention. After all a job application is comparable to a sales pitch. I want to convince the company to pay for the product “ME”! Continue reading

TEDx Rhein Main – Continued

In addition to life enrichment, there is another great thing about experiencing something extraordinary. Afterwards there is enough substance to engage one’s thought in the form of flashbacks. That is why I am writing another blog about the Tedx event in Offenbach yesterday. After all, there were many other highlights and lowlights.

To begin with, there was Gunter Dueck. He is an author, who used to be a professor und has worked as CTO at IBM. I am assuming that the way he presented yesterday is part of his stage persona. He impersonated an introverted IT specialist, who mumbled a lot. It was entertaining in an open mike performance sort of way. Continue reading

Procrastination tracking

Yesterday I wrote about self-tracking and that it can be useful in overcoming procrastination. Since the 9th of January this year, I started to write a list of goals I wanted to attain each week. One can also call it a To Do list. But I rather call it a “Weekly Goals List”. First of all, it contains both Have To Dos and Want To Dos and I associate the term To Do with Have To Dos only. In other words, it has solely negative connotations. Second of all, I define the goals according to the S.M.A.R.T. rules. I learned this in my Project Management course last year. One way to define good goals is to follow the S.M.A.R.T. acronym. Goals have to be: Continue reading

The Quantified Self

Have you heard the terms “Quantified Self” or “Self-tracking” before? I have to admit that I have heard them for the first time last week. A radio talk show host was kind of against the idea of self-tracking. She saw this leading to others knowing about her personal data like when and how often she has gone to the toilet that day and what she ate for breakfast, etc. I find her stance on this topic absurd. After all self-tracking does not necessarily mean, you have to publish your personal data to the world but you can if you want to. It is like just because there is the functionality to upload photographs on Facebook you do not have to upload photos of you dancing on a table with a bottle of vodka in your hand but you can if you want to. I guess it depends on how extroverted and “exhibitionistic” you are. Continue reading

My man and sports on TV

My man spent the better part of today on the couch zapping between various sports broadcasts. He started with a talk show about the German Football League. The experts were discussing the various teams in the league focusing on the kick-off match of the return leg of the 2011 – 2012 season between Borrussia Moechengladbach and Bayern Munich, which he had also followed live on TV. I wasn’t really paying attention but I am sure that he watched more German League matches and during the breaks or between matches he watched part of a Premiere League match and a Slalom skiing combination. Naturally all were live broadcasts. According to my husband it only makes sense to watch sports live. (I wonder why? As long as you don’t know the results, why should it matter if the match is already over?)

Eventually the last match was over and he headed towards the kitchen to heat up his dinner. Since it was obviously over, I thought to change to a non-sports programme. I was zapping in Picture in Picture mode and suddenly my husband rushed out of the kitchen. “What are you doing?” In my surprise I accidentally selected another channel. “I was waiting for the interview! Now I am missing it.” He caught the last statement made by Mainz 05’s coach. Since then more interviews and expert discussions have followed. That is the curse of Pay TV. There is always a channel showing games live from somewhere in the world.

I wonder what it is about Sports on TV and men. Even my dad-in-law, who is not really interested in sports, sits glued in front of the TV when a match is broadcasted. It is not like watching sports events makes my husband happy. Most of the time, the team he is for usually loses and that pulls his mood down for at least the rest of the day. It cannot also be a male bonding thing because he often watches the games alone. Of course sometimes the men get together for an evening at a pub or someone’s house to watch a game. I am convinced that company is not a prerequisite. Maybe it is because watching all those people physically tiring themselves out makes him (and men in general) feel as if they have done a workout too and not feel too guilty about the extra calories intake in the form of beer, chips and other “games” snacks.

There was a phase in my life, when I earnestly watched the matches together with my husband. I knew enough to discuss about team tactics with my husband. We even spent one of our wedding anniversaries as spectators in a match with his favourite team and spent the night at a hotel overlooking the stadium. Over time my interest has waned much to my husband’s disappointment.