I am still a little misty over what happened today in my very office.
We have a man at the NH who's been there for several years. I'm sure in his day, he was brilliant, witty and over the top darling. He now only has those moments rarely. Frankly, he's become somewhat of a curmudgeon and don't even get me started on his crazy wife, but she's another thread. There are few of us that want to deal with this man on a regular basis because he is so difficult and he never lets things go.
Today, I went on and on at lunch about the oil spill and how now I can't even sleep because of it, etc. My administrator, God luv her, listened patiently, but I could tell she didn't share my passion. Later in the afternoon, she pages me to my office. I get there and there she is with this man...we'll call him Bob. She proceeds to inform me that Bob too is outraged by the happenings (or lack thereof) in the Gulf. She says she thought we'd make good "partners". She's standing behind him and I am giving her looks that could kill. She slinks out and leaves me with him. He proceeds to tell me how they can get tankers to suck up the oil. "It was done in the Persian Gulf, and we never even knew about it". He then tells me he wants to call all the Governors of all the Gulf states and solicit their support and aid in making this happen. I am still cursing the administrator, but I agree to help him. He already had a list of phone #'s. I dialed all the numbers and he did all the talking. He told them about the tankers and that the President needed to take another look at using them and would the Governor please urge him to do so. Tomorrow, he wants to call the Wall Street Journal.
Now, I realize that his plan is not gonna go anywhere, but how sweet that an 85 year old man in a NH wants so desperately to do SOMETHING.
Tomorrow, I will help him dial the WSJ--and I won't even give the admin any dirty looks.
We have a man at the NH who's been there for several years. I'm sure in his day, he was brilliant, witty and over the top darling. He now only has those moments rarely. Frankly, he's become somewhat of a curmudgeon and don't even get me started on his crazy wife, but she's another thread. There are few of us that want to deal with this man on a regular basis because he is so difficult and he never lets things go.
Today, I went on and on at lunch about the oil spill and how now I can't even sleep because of it, etc. My administrator, God luv her, listened patiently, but I could tell she didn't share my passion. Later in the afternoon, she pages me to my office. I get there and there she is with this man...we'll call him Bob. She proceeds to inform me that Bob too is outraged by the happenings (or lack thereof) in the Gulf. She says she thought we'd make good "partners". She's standing behind him and I am giving her looks that could kill. She slinks out and leaves me with him. He proceeds to tell me how they can get tankers to suck up the oil. "It was done in the Persian Gulf, and we never even knew about it". He then tells me he wants to call all the Governors of all the Gulf states and solicit their support and aid in making this happen. I am still cursing the administrator, but I agree to help him. He already had a list of phone #'s. I dialed all the numbers and he did all the talking. He told them about the tankers and that the President needed to take another look at using them and would the Governor please urge him to do so. Tomorrow, he wants to call the Wall Street Journal.
Now, I realize that his plan is not gonna go anywhere, but how sweet that an 85 year old man in a NH wants so desperately to do SOMETHING.
Tomorrow, I will help him dial the WSJ--and I won't even give the admin any dirty looks.
Bob and DD!!