Today, I was on the phone with one of our more challenging clients, explaining something to the third person for the fifth time because they all needed their own personal explanation of the same thing.
With the client on mute for the moment while they chatted amongst themselves, I took a moment to reach for my bottle of bubbles (amazing stress relief tool). As I pondered reaching for a pen to stab myself in the eye instead (yes, they were that annoying), Yaw walked up and handed me a photograph of what appeared to be a beautiful beach shot at dusk or dawn, when the sky is more dark than light, but the light is still there.
I kept the client on mute and said about a thousand thank yous to him. He couldn't have timed that more perfectly.
When I was released from my hell of servitude, I asked him where he'd taken the picture. He said "In the sky."
"So where was this beach?" I aksed.
"No, there's no beach. That's the sky. I took this from inside the plane on my flight home yesterday."
I will have to scan the photo onto my pc, assuming I can make my scanner and pc speak to each other again. The photo really deserves attention. And he gets major points for bringing it to me at all, more so for doing it at such a perfect time.
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