Oncesomeone
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Hello, everyone!
I've been lurking for quite a long time, but I thought it was finally time to introduce myself.
In short, I don't have a Hayabusa. But I want one, and I think I could be in a position to get one reasonably soon. I 've been lurking here, gathering information and mindset, while building on my enthusiasm for the machine.
Long story short: Dad always had a bike around, and I learned how to ride way back when. Then, I had a Yamaha Virago briefly and, more recently and for a longer period of time, a Kawasaki Vulcan.
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Toward the end of _Law School Confidential_, there is a section in which the auther asks a partner a major law firm what the most memorable interview screw-ups he's been exposed to. I relate one of these only because I like to imagine the interviewee as a Hayabusa enthusiast, and not necessarily just a bird-watcher:
"I remember one interview recently, which I conducted in one of our firm's conference rooms on the seventeenth floor. I noticed that throughout the interview, the candidate kept fumbling my questions and looking over my shoulder as if he were not paying attention to me. Eventually, he stopped one of my questions in midsentence and asked me if the bird hunting outside our conference room window was, in fact, a peregrine falcon. In fact, it was a peregrine falcon (they nest on a nearby building), but I was left with the impression that this candidate wasn't interested enough to maintain his focus on the interview. It was a very strange exchange."
Have a nice evening. I'll be around.
I've been lurking for quite a long time, but I thought it was finally time to introduce myself.
In short, I don't have a Hayabusa. But I want one, and I think I could be in a position to get one reasonably soon. I 've been lurking here, gathering information and mindset, while building on my enthusiasm for the machine.
Long story short: Dad always had a bike around, and I learned how to ride way back when. Then, I had a Yamaha Virago briefly and, more recently and for a longer period of time, a Kawasaki Vulcan.
- - -
Toward the end of _Law School Confidential_, there is a section in which the auther asks a partner a major law firm what the most memorable interview screw-ups he's been exposed to. I relate one of these only because I like to imagine the interviewee as a Hayabusa enthusiast, and not necessarily just a bird-watcher:
"I remember one interview recently, which I conducted in one of our firm's conference rooms on the seventeenth floor. I noticed that throughout the interview, the candidate kept fumbling my questions and looking over my shoulder as if he were not paying attention to me. Eventually, he stopped one of my questions in midsentence and asked me if the bird hunting outside our conference room window was, in fact, a peregrine falcon. In fact, it was a peregrine falcon (they nest on a nearby building), but I was left with the impression that this candidate wasn't interested enough to maintain his focus on the interview. It was a very strange exchange."
Have a nice evening. I'll be around.
