sometimes emp sounds like a good thing
I have boxes of documents. I mean, boxes. And more boxes. And more boxes. I have been paying storage or making storage everywhere I go, for years, to accommodate these boxes.
The documents are important. Contracts, quotes, tax records, clips — they are important. But —
I keep carrying these damn boxes of records around and I. Just. Don’t. Want. All. These. Boxes.
A friend of mind, a lawyer, spent a year using all his spare time to scan documents. I know why he did it. He was clearing the boxes.
I think, Oh sure, that’s a good idea, but can I really face scanning —
ALL. THESE. DOCUMENTS?
[Oh fuck no.]
Then I remind myself I am just one small enterprise and he had an entire legal practice he was scanning, maybe I shouldn’t be such a baby.
Then I remind myself, one big hard drive mix up and they’d all go poof – or, you know, one EMP?
[Wait, an EMP might take the IRS out too though, making tax docs an unnecessary thing of the past ooh la la. Oops. Sorry, IRS, I am just not your biggest fan.]
