Somehow, I once again agreed to run marching band competitions this fall for your favorite organization and mine. They also want me to stop by their “new” office in Allentown, Pennsylvania — they moved several years ago, so it’s not really that new, but I haven’t been there — to teach the newest incarnation of the revolving staff how to use a database program I designed in 2000 or 2001. Transmission of communal knowledge is like a game of telephone, and by now, the connection seems to have become pretty bad. I haven’t seen the software in years, and I bet people have tried changing tables, queries, and other stuff they shouldn’t have been touching.
Apparently, I’ll be visiting the office during one of the weekends I’m not already signed up for a marching band show. I’m not taking off a day from my real job to visit them, although that is what they requested. Yeah, right.
“marching band competitions this fall for your favorite organization and mine”
naughtynurses.com now has a marching band? I feel so unclean. (shudder)
naghtynurses.com? Interesting use of lens flare. But, no, I was thinking of yet another organization: naghtybandgeeks-and-arrestedteachers.com. Believe me, there’s just as much porn.