I knew they all left to start Deeber. I knew that there was some "scoreboard watching" (posts counts) between the threads. I know that I occasionally made comments on the order of "how can there be so much to say about beer?". Beyond that, I really have no idea. OPK knows what went down, but he doesn't want to pick scabs.
Last day of nice weather. Going to get warm again this weekend.
just mowed the lawn, conditions were a tad sticky, but the task is completed. Self pat on back.
I was also at that game. Which I tend to remember as "The We Beg to Differ" Game - reflecting our cleaned up our language when admonishing the refs. I also recall a "Welcome Esteemed Guests" posters and similar.
Was with a small contingent from GA; we were cleaned up in coat/tie and wearing haloes fashioned from coat hangers and foil. Our better angels...
anyone remember the mid eighties UVA game featuring Green Jacket? The days of marvelous spontaneity.
Well, the Fallout from my work fight last week has begun.
The underlings went to my boss and told him that since I had such an important new job that I should not be in charge of training my replacement and that they should do it. I disagreed, but I was not going to extend myself to fight that battle knowing the many battles that lie ahead. A huge customer with whom I have a great relationship had reached out specifically for me to come give a lecture. Over the weekend my former colleagues cut me out of the email chain and set up that visit on their own. Now mind you I am close personal friends with these customers and went to dinner with them last night where I learned of this. I am going to let this play out because they have absolutely no background with this customer and they are going to screw this up. Then we will have a chat about how we move forward. I look forward to this chat. Wilson's picture seems a little too aggressive but I may get some pink boxing gloves.