Hump it Like Napoleon

Today is going to be a good day because yesterday? Not so much.

By the time three o'clock rolled around, I felt like I'd gone 12 rounds with a cocaine addicted kangaroo.

I've been trying to get credit approved on this one customer for almost two weeks. It's a large distributor in Canada with 15 locations. They are begging to place an order. I finally got fed up with the Big Headed German over in accounting yesterday and went over his fat bulbous head to the corporate credit manager.

Then?

I called Bossman at the trade show this morning and pitched a holy heifer fit. Now he's calling the corporate credit manager.

Heads will roll people. I just hope it doesn't end up being my own.

Seriously? I know the economy is bad. I listen to a loud chorus of "things will only get worse" all day, every day. But ya know what? Sitting around with our thumbs up our asses, using the economy as an excuse isn't going to make things any better. We're going to have to stop whining and get scrappy.

Deep breath... exhale slowly... moving on...

At the grocery store the other day, the Amazon picked up a container of humus and tossed it in the cart. This may or may not have caused me to break out into song, my rendition of "My humus.. My humus.. my lovely lady humus," complete with Napoleon Dynamite inspired dance moves.

I think the Amazon has formally disowned me.

Anywho... it's Hump Day people. I'll leave you with this so you can hump it like Napoleon: