Passionate about something
Those who are passionate are to be admired, I guess. I mean, if you aren’t “in the circle”, then the intensity these people have for their field probably goes right over your head. Pick any one of the topics available at sites such as about.com; somewhere there are people gathering, at this very moment, to celebrate “their” subject. Unless, of course, the subject is being alone, or hermit lifestyle 101, or something similar. But I digress.
This evening I happened to end up in the local “game” store, where hundreds of titles vie for attention. The major consoles are all represented, and since we have more than our share of those boxes around the house (every TV seems to be tethered to one) our family visits the store frequently. What impresses me is the encyclopedic knowledge of the clerks. What specs do I need to play this game? They know, with the upper and lower limits clearly graphed. When will X be available? Dates are known. When can we purchase Guitar Hero III? Even there, the right answer? (Sometime much later).
Since I don’t play (not ever), the relative strengths and weaknesses go right over my head. I’m impressed at how much data these guys have ingested. Seriously, a client can trust these guys for advice. Now then, what am I passionate about? Well, that would be telling. I think many things are important, so let’s go with Trivial Pursuit. Did you know that a court recently rejected a claim from a gentleman that he had invented the game and then revealed the idea while hitchhiking to the pair that actually hold the patent? In Cape Breton, no less. You see, that’s trivial knowledge. I play a trivia game each morning, and my “mousing” is improving. Do I sound involved? Thought so. I tend to keep my fan side turned away from the public eye.
