Nutsy day back at work--I had to wipe FA's butt and change his diaper. Then I had to fend off our Toronto office folks. Sheesh. Everybody thinks their client is my one ond only one, and gets my full attention. Um, no, not if I have to do client support duty for our internal folks who are supposed to be doing the real client support.

Guys and gals in sales & support, I'd prefer it if you didn't run with the motto "Ready? FIRE!!! Aim." That sequence is just a little bit out of order. I've never shot anything other than a .22 rifle or a CO2 pellet gun pistol for simple target practice. I only made it up to Marksman bar 4 with the rifle at summer camp when I was 12. Do not trust me with your life, although it's okay for bagging small animals, and yes, I know how to use the safety.

But I really fucking resent it when some sales person comes to me at 4:45 pm and says "Oh, I promised it to the client tomorrow. I'm going to look really bad if you don't deliver. I gave them your name, email, and number, so it's up to you now!" Just ONCE, I want to leave one of their butts hanging out in the wind, and wave it in front of a client and say "The first I heard of this project was the end of the day yesterday; it'll take me a few days to do for you, even if I could devote my full time to it."