Oh, and in about an hour, I'm off to an interview in NYC for a job with a "boutique consultancy". Dunno how I got it or how I'm actually going to do -- the submission of my resume to this place was a hail Mary pass that I really didn't expect to work. But apparently the company president saw my resume and flagged it. I suspect that if I'm lucky I'll get out of there with my dignity only slightly tattered.
-- Bob
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Then the horns kicked in...
...and my shoes began to squeak.
-- Bob
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Then the horns kicked in...
...and my shoes began to squeak.