I wasn’t really kidding about being in an episode of the Sopranos on my trip to Long Island. My clients are half-Italian and half-even-more-Italian. I was here about 2 hours before the f-bombs started flying. Now listen….I am sure I have driven my audit clients to curse more times than I can imagine….but not right to my face. I don’t usually get a “What the $%#?” before my coffee’s even cold (or Diet Coke is warm, as the case may be).
The first day I was here…one of the owners spent our entire lunch talking about the two times he’d been held up at gun point (let me guess…you stumbled upon a trash-can fire, didn’t you???) Very nice Pauley [not even kidding on the name]….but I’m from Tennessee. We just don’t have a lot of guns-stuck-in-your-face stories to entertain everyone with at lunch. But I’m now afraid to walk to my car…thank you very much.
Then THIS week, I sort of…ummm…called them “the Soprano’s” to their face. Yeah….I thought we were bonding….apparently…not so much. Now what could be BETTER for client-relations than walking through their conference room wall??? I KNOW…mistakenly calling them a bunch of gangsters. Excellent. What? I can take my #%@^$ debits and credits and “go marry my cousin”? And did you just call me a “#%@^$ hilljack”?
Well, I can see my work here is pretty much done. Another success for the roving ambassador of cultural diplomacy (at least I didn’t call you the Riyadh Rockettes).
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And I still have not received my "Nicola" strokes, so I have emailed your #^&*%$* clients this blog site.
What if i just give Nicola the "Anne Louise" treatment, would that be sufficient?
I am ashamed to admit this...but yes.
I guess the original m.o. of "keep a low profile" as the acquistion auditor have gone out the window - or in your case, slammed into the glass wall! : )
Windows/walls/doors...all so confusing. Yes, i am busy being unobtrusive like that British TV character Mr. Bean. Audits by Bean, that's me.
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