-  so lately we have been dealing with a company out of georgia on an order here at work.  the representative that they have on our account continues to floor me with his almost cartoon-like southernism.  i don’t know what else to call it.  but if you remember those cartoons as a kid where they had the backwoods, golly gosh, gee willikers, goofy-ass, “southern” people, he talks exactly like that.

don’t get me wrong, i have no problem with the southern folk that i have gotten to know and love since i moved down here.  there isn’t a whole lot of twang here in charlotte and the businesses that i have dealt with before never had such animated characters.  at least not on the front lines of their business.

it made me start to think about professionalism.  the face that people chose to represent their business.  i have to admit that i have had a lot of practice at this.  when i was just a youngin’ (kidding).  when i was younger, maw ran a promotions business out of the house, so telephone etiquette was an early lesson.  this was before caller ID.  so you didn’t know if it was for business or if it was a friend that you could answer with an alternate greeting, such as “what’s up cheesy teeth?!”  it was always, “good afternoon” and “how may i help you?”  i personally think that “hey there sizzle chest!” would have been just as professional, but i digress.

another place that i think professionalism lapses is in the whole “entertaining” realm.  you know, a company that you deal with gets you tickets to a game or something.  an event where drinking is involved.  call me crazy, but if i buy hundreds of thousands of dollars worth of toilet seats from you, i really don’t think me getting sloshed and horking in a parking lot in front of you is going to be good for business.  a few beers?  fine.  funnels and body shots?  not so much.  even though it is a social setting, i think heavy drinking in front of people you do business with makes you vulnerable later on in the board room.  just a thought.

-  what a great scene saturday night at dolce vita.  the one year anniversary party/irma’s twenty ten party was great.  the constant flux of the furnishings to accomodate events was ideal this time around.  very feng shui.  and it was a great crowd.  the first “band,” unfit mothers was right on point.  it was actually a guy with an acoustic and a drum machine for back up.  and he was good.  quite an eclectic playlist.  if you would have told me that someone was going to try and transition from closer by nine inch nails to no diggity by blackstreet, all on an acoustic, i would have laughed in your face.  but he pulled it off.

and then there was the loose lugnuts.  a three piece band in tasseled cowboy garb that rocked.  the music was good, the company was good, and the beer flowed steady.  made for a good night.  i will post pictures later tonight.

-  stupid self inflicted injury of the weekend:  saturday night before hitting dolce vita, rome, LP, and i took in some grub at lang van.  they served laura these flat, round, styrofoam-like rice cakes as a side.  the bet was laid down to see whether or not it could be fit in ones mouth whole.  i, having this gaping hole below my nose, was up to task.  it just lead to a streching of the lips and an abrasion in the corner of my mouth that is apparently sensitive to tomato products as i found out yesterday.  son of a…!

-  it looks like i might try to transition my disc goof talents to ball goof in the not too distant future.  i have always wanted to try it, but the up front cost of the sport with clubs and whatnot always detered me.  but a special thanks goes out to my big bro for yet another in a long line of hand me downs in our lives.  jas is going to send me his old set of clubs and i am going to take a whack at it.  thanks bro!

see you on the range C? 

-  NOT a good football pool week.  i tanked.  i am looking at 7-6 going into the MNF game.  that bites donkeys.  the stillers let me down.  ben is still rusty.  and i think i am looking at a 1-2 record for the fantasy football leagues for this week.  the win coming in what i thought was going to be an ass beating from thrill in the JAJI league.  we shall see.

-  i could really go for a bowl of mi-mi yerg’s vegetable soup right now.

piece out.