It was six o’clock in the morning and I was trying on sunglasses in duty-free at London Heathrow. The shop attendant approached and started to chat. "Early start this morning. Where are you headed?" he asked. "Paris," I replied. Or I think I replied. It could have been Brussels, or Amsterdam, or Milan, or Copenhagen. Early flights were my specialty last year. "Ah, nice," he continued, tidying shelves as he chatted, "this time of day it must be a business trip. No-one gets up this early voluntarily. Where do you work?" "Microsoft," I said, putting a pair of RayBans carefully … Continue reading Wow, Microsoft