If you happen to know Brice - my colleague and Gizra’s CEO - you probably have picked up that he doesn’t get rattled too easily. While I find myself developing extremely annoying ticks during stressful situations, Brice is a role model for stoicism.
Combine that with the fact that he knows I dislike speaking on the phone, let alone at 6:53pm, almost two hours after my work day is over, you’d probably understand why I was surprised to get a call from him. “Surprised” as in, immediately getting a stomach ache.
The day I got that call from him was a Sale day. You see, we have this product we’ve developed called ״Circuit Auction״, which allows auction houses to manage their catalog and run live, real-time, auction sales - the “Going once, Going twice” type.
- “Listen Bruce,” (that’s how I call him) “I’m on my way to working out. Did something crash?”
I don’t always think that the worst has happened, but you did just read the background.
I was expecting a long pause. In a way, I think he kind of enjoys those moments, where he knows I don’t know if it’s good or bad news. In a way, I think I actually do somehow enjoy them myself. But instead he said, “Are you next to a computer?”
- “No. I’m in the car. Should I turn back? What happened?”
I really hate to do this, but in order for his next sentence to make sense I have to go back exactly 95 years, to 1922 Tokyo, Japan.