Fat Tuesday
at the theater. We gorged on famous burgers at the local barbeque joint. Now the day is over. It is 5:02 and the champagne bar is open.
We deserve it.
Because today our big client pitched a fit over stuff that is crazy, a bride cancelled her prime wedding date that had been on the books forever because she got ‘caught’ and our other big client made so many ticketing changes for this weekends’ performances that our box office guy is ready to quit.
More or less this is mostly true.
Mostly I’m just happy that it is 5:02.
