My wife works in the corporate world. I think its nuts in there, but she seems to enjoy it. But every now and then I can’t contain myself. All week she’s been muttering about a signed order for work that has been delayed over and over again. But of course, that’s a mouthful, and so, like everywhere else in this world, it gets abbreviated. So she was venting a little last night about how she couldn’t get a signed order for work and nobody was helping her, and so on.
I was a very good understanding husband. After all, I know exactly what a pain in the ass it is when nobody will give you a SOW and you have to stand around shouting and begging for one.