"Attention all staff...a three-minute snowball fight
will commence in front of the shop. That is all."
This was about the same time that Brian build the snowman on the deck. Before too long he was dressed for action. Sadly, he melted an hour later. No, strike that... Happily, he melted an hour later. We're ready for this to be over. We want 50s and we want them now.
Seriously, a little levity is critical right now. Those semi trailers you see in the background are product coming in daily. Marit and Joe are running a smooth sailing ship...and the new staff are awesome. Stuff comes in, gets received, tagged, and is turned around and stored in our warehouse until the big day. Sometimes our manufacturers make mistakes, but they're all taken in stride and it all works out in the end.
The stress level is way low, for some reason. Sasha is taking off for a week for a cruise (something that never happens - Sasha's a workaholic) with her partner and is actually not too stressed about leaving. I think it's a great sign that key staff are taking time off so close to the event...that means the plans are in place, and that the team is willing to pick up some slack so people can get some R&R in before the season starts.
Oh...Mary (the Accountant) is back from her short L.O.A. and was presented with her own Herbert Kornfeld* t-shirt by Charlie, one of the new staff who also loves H-Dog.
I love these people...
*Note that some of H-Dog's language is somewhat colorful. Word.
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