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He did have a similar hair style though. And yes. 'T' understood food at so
many amazing levels. I've been working on some weight loss myself. Slow is
the way to go.
Yeah, I've told that story to numerous people over the years, kind of as a "what happens when you decide to quit the tech industry" anecdote.
The short version of the story is that he was working as a pastry chef and
got fired over an argument with his boss about raspberry cake filling. There
was probably a lot of other stuff leading up to that, but he told the story
in that way.
The way it was told to me, he was working at New World Home Cooking (Woodstock area), and that particular day was a catering job, probably for a wedding.
Boss tells him to put a raspberry filling (or glaze?) on the cake.
His immediate response is, "what kind of filling", because he can think of several off the top of his head.
Boss's immediate response is, "you're fired."
Agreed. Like I said, there was probably a whole lot more that happened between
the two of them before that particular exchange.
We have a client who has said multiple times "Well you can lead a horse to
water..." when we bemoan the fact that they refuse to follow our advice or
direction. What goes through my head every time they say this is "Yes. We
can lead a horse to water and then drown it in the darned water, cause we've
had enough..."
Thu Nov 21 2019 12:27:45 EST from wizard of aahzWe have a client who has said multiple times "Well you can lead a horse to water..." when we bemoan the fact that they refuse to follow our advice or direction. What goes through my head every time they say this is "Yes. We can lead a horse to water and then drown it in the darned water, cause we've had enough..."
Client: "Well, you can lead a horse to water..."
Me: "...and I will not be held responsible for the horse's failure to drink. Heroic measures to save said horse from dying of dehydration comes with a premium cost."
Speaking of water, quite a bit of it is coming out of the sky right now.
Some of it is freezing. I have a flight to St. Louis to catch tomorrow, and
it had better not get cancelled. When my flight gets cancelled, Mr. Bigglesworth
gets upset. And when Mr. Bigglesworth gets upset, people DIE!!!
The flight got canceled, but only after I made a very miserable trip to LaGuardia
first. One involving overpacked city buses and people yelling and cursing
at each other. One involving very cold snow and freezing rain. Followed
by a stupidly early flight out of HPN this morning.
You're *very* lucky that my daughter loves that cat.
You're *very* lucky that my daughter loves that cat.
I think the cat is very lucky. You knew what you were in for on Monday, but
yeah, that wasn't going to be a happy time.