We share a common struggle — knowing how and when to deliver bad news. My tendency is to delay the delivery, or worse, try to avoid the need for delivery by allowing time to pass. But I’ve found this only makes the inevitable harder.
A little while back, I woke up at 4:07am to bring a couple of friends to the airport. They were headed to Colorado and had booked an early flight to maximize the amount of time they would spend with their family.
Last week, the 10-year old washing machine drummer won the majority vote. What about this week?
Last week, so many of you loved the “Living Inside the Box” video. What about this week? [...]
Last week, most of you voted for the man who “stole” doughnuts. What about this week? Vote for your favorite!
The subway signs video won the vote last week, which I thought was really clever. What about this week? [...]
I used to live in reaction to my day, but I’ve learned I have the agency to live an exciting and memory-filled life.
In July of this last year, I downloaded an app that changed my entire year. How the app works is you capture a video clip on your iPhone every day and choose 1 second to represent that day [...]
In celebration of the new year, the Storyline staff has hijacked the blog to share some of their favorites from 2013.
Last week brought the closest voting we’ve had between two videos: The Coder barely clinched the vote from A Walk One Winter Night. Keep up the voting, last week was exciting!
Who will win this week?
Last week, the WestJet Christmas Miracle video won your vote. What about this week? [...]
It’s amazing to me how my life has changed by small acts of kindness from the people around me.
I will often pick up my friend Darrell on the way to the Storyline office. A couple of weeks ago, we decided to take a detour on our drive in to grab a dozen doughnuts when we happened to pass a couple of ladies changing a flat tire. A man with a beard and a flannel shirt had kindly stopped to help them. Any man with a beard is more than capable to change a flat tire, so we kept on driving toward our box of frosting-covered goodness.
As we were driving back to the office, we noticed the bearded man was still changing the tire for the two girls he had stopped to help. It had been nearly 25 minutes since seeing them the first time, so I assumed things weren’t going as smoothly as they had planned.