Insane ramp-up, and I'm not even there
I don't know whether to quote Mel Brooks "It's good to be the king!", George S. Patton "Don't tell people how to do things, tell them what to do and let them surprise you with their results.", or - more likely - Groucho Marx "Only one man in a thousand is a leader of men -- the other 999 follow women."
While I have spent 36 hours in videoconferences in Washington DC, the frenzy of preparation, packing, printing and some other fine gerund that would have made that a swell alliteration have been going on in SNAPPS land. Flurries of emails went ignored by me or got terse "you decide" answers today, probably dropping jaws all over Kansas, Georgia, Canada, London and the world. I gave up the reins. I delegated. I asked how things went. New signs came in, new sessions, labs came together, the guys deep-sixed a hotfix that actually hotbreaks.
And HEY YOU PEOPLE SIGNING UP TODAY for Monday, I will not be undermined as the king of procrastination! How dare you! OK, fine. You get a seat. Viktor has to sit in the corner. Poor Viktor, 16-hour days all week. He'll probably want a cot to sleep on in that corner.
Tomorrow morning, Dulles to Midway, meet Liz and Melissa and head on over (told you I follow women). Badges! Boxes! Tech checks! I defy anyone to have more fun than me tomorrow. Seriously. Oh, and if you do register tomorrow for the, like, one chair left, your badge will probably be in crayon. Hope you don't mind.
Nite folks - reading back I think I'm a little punchy on 2.75 hours sleep last night. Or I've been reading Steve McDonagh and it's rubbing off. Brilliant guy.
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