Happy Friday to you! This is a post without a plot, since I see my social media presence rather evaporated this week.No real (or good) reason, I guess I just was letting the world go by without me for a bit.
KC was over last night, and he was using his phone to play things like, "Who was the best player in X team's history", and "What was the most overplayed song of X year?" And the boys facetimed with us, along with their cousin Sylvia.
What to talk about? How about, "How best to mess up a customer move from plant to plant"? We did that this week, as our plant took over responsibility for a certain customer- or tried to. Our plan to mess things up included:
-requiring a certain machine to be transported to our plant. This was the one thing we did early, but still couldn't manage to get it working in time. We had to call in our contract maintenence man (whom for obvious reasons to Gilligan's Island fans, I call "the Skipper") and among the things we found was-
- removing the thread cutting blades from said machine because someone who doesn't know what they're doing might damage the fabric with them (and nobody at the other plant knows what they're doing), buyt not tell you this when they send it to you.
- DON'T film the sewing process, so we can figure out how to make them right.
-Make sure that the due date is almost impossibly close so that you can't help but be late...
-Don't go through the bill of materials to make sure our plant has ALL parts needed to ship the covers...
-and most importantly, send JUST ENOUGH fabric to get the ones due right now done, and leave nothing in case of the screw ups you make because you never filmed the process.
I won't say what my boss told me about all this, other than his skepticism of the other plant's good faith, and that he was offered to send that set of orders back if we couldn't handle it; to which he did say, "No, we're gonna prove to them we can handle whatever they throw at us!" (To which I replied, "I'd be right there with you- except since we've only had one measely raise in 4 years, I am not so inclined to be gung-ho about it", or words to that effect.)
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I thought we were going to have another "Larry" moment last night at the local IHOP. I was telling Laurie about a book I'd just finished, and a gentleman off to our side overheard and started a conversation, Not near as initmate as our chat with Larry, but he and Laurie had a good chat about their adventures in Social Security. No pictures this time- when the server brought our food, he wrangled her into a convo, and I was quite content wrangling my Big Breakfast Burrito.
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Meanwhile, the day I've been dreading (sorta) has come. Those of you who've been here a while know that we follow international hockey, with me, Laurie, Misty, and my kids each having "their team" in each league. Well, this week, my team in Poland went belly up. Coming into their first forfeited game, they were 0-34, shut out 16 of the 34 losses, and being outscored an average of 6-1 per game. It wouldn't be the first time that we've seen Polish teams expire in season- the one year Laurie and KC's teams both died with about a week to go in the season. And not even the worst team we deal with: Romania fields a team (not one of ours) which is basically a club that lets younger players play against the men. Now they get outscored an average of 19-2, and we have a yearly contest to see who scores the most against them. But my team did beat our "league" record for worst performance- last year (or the year before, not sure), KC's team in Latvia made it to the second last game of the year without a win, won that game in a squeaker, and then got blown away the last game. I think their final record was in the 1-32 neighborhood. They also have drifted back to lower leagues.
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Okay, I've run out of stuff to chat about, so feel free to get back to your day. Love and prayers for all!
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