Friday, September 12, 2014

So Tired...


Tired blood.  Maybe that's my problem.

Although, truth to tell, I'm far more tempted to blame the rest of the world, especially that small segment of it that orbits around our obscure little unit of the multinational menace that is Golden Handcuff Consulting International Amalgamated, Ltd.

Things are, you see, for whatever reason a great deal more hectic than normal.  Next week we're lining up a visit by a Hugely Important Executive; it's our worst season for annoying little manifestations of bureaucracy like budget projections and staff evaluations; and, to add insult to injury, it seems that one of our temporary hires is, to borrow from the late, great Miss Shelley Winters whenever she appeared on any talk show large or small and inevitably raised her onetime friendship with Miss Monroe, a Very Troubled Girl, and has required counseling, a performance plan, and the possible intervention of mental health professionals. Fun.

I have high hopes for the weekend, though, and soon enough I hope to return you refreshed and, if not relaxed, at least ready to face the Seniormost Vice President for Strategic Communications come Monday morning.  Given the odd variety of my professional life over these past three decades, I can honestly say that I have helped wrangle events featuring senior members of the Japanese imperial family that required less intense planning.

The more I think about it, the better an idea Geritol sounds.  Or at least something of similar proof...


8 comments:

  1. Be careful darling. Mother tells me that there is a baby in every bottle of Geritol...

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    1. Hah! Of all the things implacable fate puts in my path, from that particular little wrinkle I think I'm safe. Knock wood...

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  2. Working for a government agency, I had more than my share of dealing with Very Troubled Girls. It was so frustrating that management never got in line behind my idea of using tranquilizer dart guns.

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    1. This would definitely have helped. As would cocktails, for that matter, as long as only I had them. Definitely not my favorite conversation of the month...

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  3. Where were you when Geritol was auditioning tired blood candidates for spots on the Lawrence Welk Show?

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    1. Unpacking, probably. It seems to be all I do.

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  4. One man's Geritol is another man's Sominex.

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