Zero X Net

Not too long ago, I get an email out of the emptyness.

"I walk my dog by your place and I was hoping to come inside so I can see what goes on inside."

So he comes by for a visit and cocktail.  He's a cool young super curious, graduated in Chemical Engineering guy.  We're talking about work stuff while sipping our drink.
I had to pause and think about the last real job job I had.
"I think it would have been late 1970's working as a carpenter.  I haven't had a real job where I worked for the man since."
I could see his mind starting to twirl.

Last couple days I've been gripping and gaffing for a small production with Josh and Brett.
It was a series of interviews for an investment firm (from what I could tell) that bought companies, re-organized, rebranded, re-CEO'd and then, I dunno, sold them or something.

Lot's and lot's of talk about 2, 3, 4 X Net.  One man even said 5 X Net investment.  It's unheard of!
But that's these peoples jobs.  Every day.

Josh and his EyeDirect.  A 60/40 mirror that allowed the respondents to talk directly into the camera while looking at the questioner off to the side.

Not putting nobody down here, I get it that whatever gets you through your life is alright, alright.  Just something I couldn't do every single day.  Get up and head down to the office to make money by moving money.  It could be because, damn, whatever they were talking about just didn't seem to have much soul in it.  It felt like 0 X Net.

Kees and Josh downloading the files.

Monday, Henry and I are flying out to shoot a job. It's Henry's job.  What we're selling I'm not sure yet but just spending the time with Henry is a net gain on my tally sheet.

An out of the emptyness bonus pic.  Rough cut shape of Ken's brother's tabletop along with the cutoffs.