I got stuck writing this post because I somehow got an idea that the post should be a comprehensive account of a day that started in the morning, ran through the afternoon, and concluded at night. Once I realized I was operating under an entirely self-imposed restriction, I took a closer look at the post and figured out where the real ending was.
Unfortunately, this meant I needed to toss aside some clever insights that took place later in the evening. My favorite was a realization that becoming a manager at my first job was a lot like becoming a big brother when I was two - after a couple of years, the decision makers decided (without first consulting me) to bring in a new person at my old level. This 'insight', if you will, came in the late afternoon while I walked through Chinatown (though I have no idea why this neighborhood proved the inspiration for my thought).
