We have already established that I don't do well with small talk. And so it seems that spending 12+ hours with my new boss is asking for some sort of awkward. I cannot help but imagine us walking down an aisle of goods at around 4pm when my sugar levels start to plummet. I will be nervously filling in the silence with nonsense, trying to impress. You know, ROI this, margin that, market trend vagina analysis comps cock and balls quotes for tooling and development timeline, should we get this produced in China or just go do some blow in the bathroom stall? Wait a minute, did I just say vagina? Cock and balls? Supercalifragalisticexpialidocious. And I have never even done coke but that is what I am afraid Vegas will do to me, all that time to meander and fill up space with someone I hardly even know yet. I am afraid I will blurt out the inappropriate, wear the wrong shoes, that the air-conditioned convention center will give me a chill.
Luck be a lady today because I am really dreading this.Bonus points for anyone who can name that pencil-neck in the blue.