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Date: 31 July 2007 13:57:24
I was relaxing in my morning bath, preparing for the day/week ahead. The phone rings and I'm told that there is a major emergency at work - could I please get there ASAP, if not sooner. So off I go. I've not shaved, dressed, packed and left so quickly in years. No one bothered telling me what he emergency was, just to move.
I haven't even had time to change the cat litter over, FW will not be amused.
So I'm crusing up the M50 with the roof down, doing xxMPH, when the phone goes off again. So I actually pull over to answer. Well have you ever tried having a conversation at xxMPH? Plus I thought that safety was important.
"No need to rush. The emergencies over now."
What was the rush? Someone from Hong Kong wanted to arrange a shipment that my customer wants out of there premises this week. The Chinese don't want it till next week, at the earliest. They came to an arrangement that I'd collect it later this week.
That was not an emergency and not worth rushing for.