“Do you have time to meet for coffee?” A “kick-off conference call?” “A sales pitch?” Conferences built around buzzwords and charlatans? No thanks man.
Eventually, I arrived in the Promised Land. I was home! Hello San Francisco!
It’s everywhere. In your stupid folded paper magazines, and your nonsensical Pinterest picture board, and on your Rachael Ray television programs, which might be a joke about how bad television programs can be, or might be an actual show.
We tend to not be overly politically correct when talking about our own race, gender, or social group of some kind. But when referencing a group of which we are not a part we seem to afraid of offending to the point that our desire to be PC is almost offensive itself.