The Boss started off our meeting by declaring: "Unbalanced, I think it's time for you to start thinking about picking a defense date, maybe April or May."
Now in 2007, I would have been so happy to hear The Boss say that. My response? "Are you fucking kidding me?" (The Boss and I are very free in our language. It's bad, I know.)
The Boss blinked at me in confusion, so I decided to play along.
"Okay, The Boss, I think April would be great."
The Boss: Great! I agree!
U.R.: How about April 24 at 3 pm?
The Boss: Okay!
U.R.: Yes, The Boss, yes we did.
The Boss: Shit.
Sigh. It's going to be a long year.
