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April 21, 2006
The Jersey Devil Went Down to Georgia
Augusta, Georgia (USA), in the Spring is nice; unless you're visiting on business with a loudmouthed, obnoxious coworker. You have to suffer such things as them (1) yelling across a crowded yet quiet restaurant to get a table server's attention then bitching like it's the end of the world when the check isn't split just so, (2) reaching over an honking the horn at other people while you're driving, and (3) listening to only the first few words of any question or comment, then interrupting and interjecting half thought-out drivel which only serves to compound stress in everyone around them, and make them (and our team by association) look foolish. Would that last part come as no surprise if I mentioned that they are my manager/boss? They are an albatross.
We're done now; actually everything was completed yesterday. I stayed on an extra day in order to visit a friend in the area. And now I sit in the Columbia Metro Airport waiting for my flight which is hours away. Bleh. But at least I'm traveling alone... in blessed, civil silence.
Posted by Tacitus at April 21, 2006 02:31 PM