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Our weekend
May. 10th, 2005 12:17 pmWhat I've been up to the past couple days
It occured to me just now that I've been too busy the past couple days doing things to actually sit down and write about what I've been doing. So I figured I'd go and talk a bit about the past couple days.
So, my father, my uncle Bob, Lis and I flew down to Orlando, Florida on Thursday. Actually, we first met with the private insurance adjuster we are working with, so he could work on our behalf while we were in Florida. Then we flew to Florida. We flew on Song, by Delta. If you ever get the chance to avoid flying Song, take it. It feels like some Delta executives flew on Southwest, and took notes on what made Southwest work, distilled them to bullet points, converted them to action items, extracted the core competencies that were required, then presented a PowerPoint presentation on ways to actualize an implementation of the distilation of the core valuations of the Southwest paradigm. In other words, they totally didn't get it. And it is painful and horrible.
Our trip took quite a turn for the better as soon as we got off the plane. For one thing, we were no longer on the plane.
When we got to the hotel we were staying at, we found that the following people were also staying at the hotel:
My mother and father.
My mother's mother and father.
My father's mother and father.
My uncle Bob. (Yes, Bob is, in fact, my uncle. Actually, Bob is two of my uncles, one on each side of the family. This one is my father's brother Bob, not my mother's sister's husband Bob.)
My cousin Meghan.
My cousin Jenna, who I hardly ever see, because she's from Australia.
My mother's adopted daughter Tobin, aka Doctor Belzer. She's the one who's published an essay on being a Jewish Femininst Valley Girl.
Another one of my mother's adopted daughters, her husband, and their two kids, Winter and Drew.
Not staying at the hotel, but still spending a lot of time there were my sister Leila, and her roommate Joanna (who, incidentally, was a Hospitality major, and who worked at the hotel at which we are staying, and who therefore got us the hotel employee rate for all these rooms).
( So, why were all these folks here? )
It occured to me just now that I've been too busy the past couple days doing things to actually sit down and write about what I've been doing. So I figured I'd go and talk a bit about the past couple days.
So, my father, my uncle Bob, Lis and I flew down to Orlando, Florida on Thursday. Actually, we first met with the private insurance adjuster we are working with, so he could work on our behalf while we were in Florida. Then we flew to Florida. We flew on Song, by Delta. If you ever get the chance to avoid flying Song, take it. It feels like some Delta executives flew on Southwest, and took notes on what made Southwest work, distilled them to bullet points, converted them to action items, extracted the core competencies that were required, then presented a PowerPoint presentation on ways to actualize an implementation of the distilation of the core valuations of the Southwest paradigm. In other words, they totally didn't get it. And it is painful and horrible.
Our trip took quite a turn for the better as soon as we got off the plane. For one thing, we were no longer on the plane.
When we got to the hotel we were staying at, we found that the following people were also staying at the hotel:
My mother and father.
My mother's mother and father.
My father's mother and father.
My uncle Bob. (Yes, Bob is, in fact, my uncle. Actually, Bob is two of my uncles, one on each side of the family. This one is my father's brother Bob, not my mother's sister's husband Bob.)
My cousin Meghan.
My cousin Jenna, who I hardly ever see, because she's from Australia.
My mother's adopted daughter Tobin, aka Doctor Belzer. She's the one who's published an essay on being a Jewish Femininst Valley Girl.
Another one of my mother's adopted daughters, her husband, and their two kids, Winter and Drew.
Not staying at the hotel, but still spending a lot of time there were my sister Leila, and her roommate Joanna (who, incidentally, was a Hospitality major, and who worked at the hotel at which we are staying, and who therefore got us the hotel employee rate for all these rooms).
( So, why were all these folks here? )