I recently learned about the custom of keeping your bees apprised of recent events

Chapple described the practice to the press as such: “You knock on each hive and say, ‘The mistress is dead, but don’t you go. Your master will be a good master to you.’”

I work remote, at a particularly turbulent time in the company’s history; I’ve had four different managers in eighteen months.

My team does a good job keeping me informed of the sorts of things you don’t put in writing, and I’m grateful. Now I will feel like a bee, hearing a knock on the hive wall and hushed tones proclaiming: “your project is likely to be deprioritized this quarter.”