It seems that I am not getting the job done with the hours. With everything going on with work and the numerous other excuses I can round up, I am not following the plan. My man "The Wu Tang" sent me this pic to get back on track. He is watching me, much like Pam's dad in "Meet the Parents". I am trying to get back in the circle of trust.
Nash-Vegas is only a week away and Garland did 4 hours yesterday, although he neglected to leave in the VM how many stops that entailed. Even better, Stone didn't know when the trip was and was quite surprised to get the one week to go warning. He scurried out the door to knock out some emergency training hours. He should be caught up by lunch today, he took a light with him and said he would be back tomorrow when he hung up.
I am going to Indy tomorrow to wipe the tears off of T-Rents face and get him packed to leave for the trip. Hopefully, we can get a ride in while we are there. It is one week till the fun starts.
Just remember, The Wu Tang is watching.
The slow kid.
P.S. For those of you wondering about Whitlock, he has "gone dark" much like a CIA operative. Wait, with all of the turmoil that he is always surrounded by, I bet he is a spook.
