I love workplace conversations. This conversation took place earlier this week between my co-worker and me. Co-worker: I’m going to get supplies. Me: Okay She leaves and returns a little later. Co-worker: We are out of chicken tenders Me: I know Co-worker: Then why did you let me go to the freezer? Me: You didn’t ask if there were tenders. If you want the right answer, you have to ask the right question. We both laughed. As I continued working, I started thinking about how often I have done the same thing. I have failed to ask the right questions, so I don’t get the right answer. Tonight, I was reminded of this again. I have a food processor. I use it to chop food. It is also supposed to slice and grate food. I tried, halfheartedly, to figure out how to get it to complete these tasks, but I could not. So I gave up without too much of a fight. I guess perhaps it was not worth the effort to try to figure it out. Tonight, however, as I was fixing supper, I h