{"id":28914,"date":"2022-12-31T18:14:38","date_gmt":"2022-12-31T17:14:38","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/malteholthaus.com\/?p=28914"},"modified":"2024-01-06T19:46:08","modified_gmt":"2024-01-06T18:46:08","slug":"thats-it-for-2022","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/malteholthaus.com\/en\/thats-it-for-2022\/","title":{"rendered":"That&#8217;s it for 2022"},"content":{"rendered":"<div data-elementor-type=\"wp-post\" data-elementor-id=\"28914\" class=\"elementor elementor-28914\" data-elementor-post-type=\"post\">\n\t\t\t\t\t\t<section class=\"elementor-section elementor-top-section elementor-element elementor-element-196ed53 elementor-section-full_width elementor-section-height-default elementor-section-height-default\" data-id=\"196ed53\" data-element_type=\"section\" data-e-type=\"section\">\n\t\t\t\t\t\t<div class=\"elementor-container elementor-column-gap-default\">\n\t\t\t\t\t<div class=\"elementor-column elementor-col-100 elementor-top-column elementor-element elementor-element-1f1c6bc7\" data-id=\"1f1c6bc7\" data-element_type=\"column\" data-e-type=\"column\">\n\t\t\t<div class=\"elementor-widget-wrap elementor-element-populated\">\n\t\t\t\t\t\t<div class=\"elementor-element elementor-element-de22c58 elementor-widget elementor-widget-text-editor\" data-id=\"de22c58\" data-element_type=\"widget\" data-e-type=\"widget\" data-widget_type=\"text-editor.default\">\n\t\t\t\t<div class=\"elementor-widget-container\">\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<p>What a year is nearing its end.<br \/><br \/>I don&#8217;t want to dwell on what happened across so many domains, there is enough of that already.<br \/><br \/>Instead, I want to share a really small story that will drive a substantial part of how I go into the new year.<br \/><br \/>It was Christmas Eve (the main holiday here in Germany), 24 December. More precisely about 10 minutes before shops would close.<br \/><br \/>There had been a lot going on in the days before. Nothing really bad or overly dramatic, but enough to have kept me from completing my Christmas shopping. I was short one book for my wife.<br \/><br \/>Now, shopping books for my wife is a bit of a two-edged-sword for me. On the one hand it&#8217;s rather easy, she is interested in a lot of things. On the other hand, she is really into good fiction and a bit of a literary buff &#8211; and with me mostly reading non-fiction (that often tends to bore her to tears) that is a bit of a problematic proposition.<br \/><br \/>Luckily for me, help was literally a couple of doors away. A little independent book store, run by a family who we have known for almost 25 years. I went there, asked for help&#8230;and immediately got exactly ONE recommendation from the owner. It was done in about two minutes. I paid, we chatted for another two minutes and then both headed towards the Christmas break.<br \/><br \/>BTW &#8211; the book I went with is nowhere near the bestseller lists. It currently sits shortly below rank 600 or so on the list of best selling fiction. And it was a huge hit, my wife loved it.<br \/><br \/>Amazon had no chance. The larger chain-owned store one street over had no chance. I didn&#8217;t even think about going there. Not only for timing reasons, but particularly because of the specificity of the help I needed. Not AI, large-number-average assisted. No &#8222;if you liked this, you might like that&#8220;. Instead &#8222;I don&#8217;t know what she has read. But I know her personally. And she&#8217;ll love THIS&#8220;. Personal. Relevant. Human. A joy to interact with. Trusted. On point. Super helpful.<br \/><br \/>If we can do and become that for those we chose to work with and for, I believe we will always have a successful business and career. And enjoy what we do. And maybe help those we serve. All of which sounds good to me.<br \/><br \/>So that&#8217;ll be one focus of mine for the New Year. Seeing what I can do to become the closest equivalent possible of that little bookshop and its owners for my clients.<br \/><br \/>What about you?<br \/><br \/>Whatever is on your mind, I wish you a great start into the New Year. And only the very best for 2023.<br \/><br \/>Talk to you soon.<\/p>\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t<\/section>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>What a year is nearing its end. I don&#8217;t want to dwell on what happened across so many domains, there is enough of that already. Instead, I want to share a really small story that will drive a substantial part of how I go into the new year. 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