Gripe of the Day
To close a deal this past quarter, I pimped out my sales engineer for a week to install the software and get the customer running with it. He's in there this week. This customer is generally terrific to work with. Were it not for the drive down there, I'd invent excuses to go see them.
So they've issued an RFP for something else I sell. That's going on now too.
I wanted to get down there to make sure everything gets off right and take my champion to lunch. I texted him I was coming by and we made plans. 30 or so minutes later, daycare calls to tell me that Phoebe needs to go home since they think she might have ringworm and she needs a doctor's note.
I'd seen the lesions they were referring to. They're bug bites. For whatever reason, when she gets mosquito bites, they look like boils. I protested, but they insisted.
After establishing it needed to be me, I cancelled my meeting, turned around and drove to pick her up. Three minutes from daycare, they called back to tell me there was no problem with Phoebe staying.
They mean well and all. And they're daycare workers, not triage nurses. But I nearly ripped her head off. Driving there, I was talking to Mrs. shmike about how I felt inclined to print out pictures of ringworm....and staple them to the face of whoever decided her bug bites were ringworm...
So they've issued an RFP for something else I sell. That's going on now too.
I wanted to get down there to make sure everything gets off right and take my champion to lunch. I texted him I was coming by and we made plans. 30 or so minutes later, daycare calls to tell me that Phoebe needs to go home since they think she might have ringworm and she needs a doctor's note.
I'd seen the lesions they were referring to. They're bug bites. For whatever reason, when she gets mosquito bites, they look like boils. I protested, but they insisted.
After establishing it needed to be me, I cancelled my meeting, turned around and drove to pick her up. Three minutes from daycare, they called back to tell me there was no problem with Phoebe staying.
They mean well and all. And they're daycare workers, not triage nurses. But I nearly ripped her head off. Driving there, I was talking to Mrs. shmike about how I felt inclined to print out pictures of ringworm....and staple them to the face of whoever decided her bug bites were ringworm...