As most regular posters are probably aware of, I recently moved from Orlando to Atlanta, with much fanfare and glee. I didn’t like Orlando, I loved Atlanta. So, this move was welcome, anticipated, and is working out great. My wife would whole-heartedly agree.
So, I am at work, and I find out I need to attend an accounting convention (the pure excitement of that obviously has no limits.) It is early May. Fine. It is 4 days long. Dandy. I will learn some good thing regarding e-commerce, managing people (since I am newly in that role), etc.
The kicker. The conference is located in Orlando, on Disney property.
So, not only have I been pulled back into the abyss, I will be forced to spend my time on property.
Let the good times roll.
We went right out there and refused to do accoustical versions of the electrical songs that we had refused to record in the first place.