I'm in Miami now. The Cool Sea Breeze (tm) is mixing with the Gallons of Liquor (tm) and erasing all my worries.
I'm on the Freakin Ocean.
Trainers Retreat. I finally feel like i'm part of this company.
I met people who work for us all across north america, I got a free flight and 3 night stay at a decent miami resort.
I still ponder the meaninglessness of the word 'Miami". I mean when you call a place "long beach" you can assume it has a long beach. When you call it Black rock, you can assume it has some rocks that are black. what the hell do you think of when you think Miami
Uno Cerveca Por Pavor, and a taco.
Meanwhile, i have agents in one city not breathing. and in another they are struggling. I have agents who can't give me their availability, I have a world potentially falling on my head.
But for the first time in months, i have a few days off, and i'm in freakin miami.
I'mma go swim in the ocean... or the resort pool. they're almost close enough to do both at the same time.
Friday, June 12, 2009
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