So, I was going through some old boxes the other day, you know, the kind stuffed with papers from way back. Found this folder, barely labeled, just some project code on it. Inside, tucked between technical drawings, was a sticky note. Just a name: michael darrell hicks.
Didn’t ring any bells immediately. Why was it there? Seemed important enough for someone to jot down. Curiosity got the better of me, naturally. So, I fired up the computer. First step, obviously, just typed the name into a search engine. See what pops up.
Well, that was a bit of a mess. Lots of results, as you’d expect. Different guys, different places. Some seemed to be involved in sports, others in local news bits from towns I’d never heard of. Nothing immediately clicked with the old project files I was sorting through.
Digging a Little Deeper
Okay, plan B. I tried adding terms related to the project. Things like the company name (the one I worked for back then), the city, the type of work we did. That narrowed it down slightly, but still, it felt like looking for a needle in a haystack.
- Checked old company directories I still had saved somewhere. Nope.
- Tried variations of the name, thinking maybe the spelling was off. Still nothing solid.
- Scanned through some archived local newspaper sites from that era. Found a few mentions, but connecting them back to my context? Tough.
One hit seemed maybe relevant. It mentioned a ‘Michael D. Hicks’ connected to a small supplier company we sometimes used for components back in the day. Could that be him? Maybe. The timeline kind of fit. But it was just a name in a list, no real story or connection explained.
So, after an hour or so, what did I really find out? Not much, honestly. It’s just a name on a sticky note, probably a contact person from years ago that nobody remembers now. Could have been a salesman, a technician, maybe even someone from a client company.
It’s funny how you stumble onto these little threads from the past. Spent all that time digging and ended up with more questions than answers. Just put the note back in the folder. Maybe someday I’ll remember, or maybe it’ll just stay one of those little unexplained office mysteries. That’s how it goes sometimes when you start pulling at old threads. You just follow the process and see where it leads, even if it’s nowhere specific.
