Flaming Bag O' Poo
All morning long, I've been humming Johnny's classic "Ring of Fire," mostly because I inadvertently fell into one at work. Except, I call mine "Flaming Bag O' Poo."All I was doing was paying attention, see, but it got me in trouble. I'm working with another group on this new product release and just for grins I decided to see if the product name was available. It was not, though I did my best to buy the ones that were available and alert Legal and Marketing to the content of the one that was not. A week earlier, and it could have been ours, however someone was asleep at the switch.
A simple DNS lookup caused a hoo-ha from the senior vice president on down that resulted in fear, embarrassment, finger-pointing, fault-finding, and another vice president approaching me to say "I don't know if I should kiss you or spit on you."
I love, love, love my job!
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