βConsider How We Got Hereβ
A poem by some nerd at your local Goodwill:
Take a moment, if you will, to consider the following item:
Someone had to envision this toy.
Someone had to program it.
Someone had to design the package for it.
Someone had to market it.
Someone had to ship it. Β (And really donβt we all?)
Someone had to receive it.
Someone had to give it a $20 price tag.
Possibly for days, weeks, months, maybe even years.
And then it didnβt sit anymore.
Someone had to take it off the shelf.
Someone Β had to put it in a bin.
Someone had to take that bin away.
Someone had to receive that bin.
Someone had to take it out of that bin.
Someone had to give it a $4 price tag.
I had to take a picture of it.
I had to upload that picture.
I had to write this post.
At no point in time has this device ever been wanted.
Β It has always been sealed, it has always been unopened.Β
It may always be unopened. Or maybe not.
Maybe someone will find it.
Maybe someone will love it.
Maybe someone can take it home.
Maybe the wait was worth it all along.
Maybe someone will love you dear reader.
Maybe your box has been opened, maybe it hasnβt.
Maybe you sat on a shelf yourself, and it was just long enough to give up hope.
Because even if no one wants you for what you intended,
They may put you on a pedestal for something you never expected.
Never give up on that day, dear reader.
I wrote this about a plug-and-play.
Wild Cats, get your head in the game.Β