Work has been crazy, although my boss is
finally beginning to calm down. The big problem right now is the fact that one of our client has switched to an on-line billing system. I found out about this
after the switch, which means that I had no training and was expected to do it for this cycle of bills to this particular client. And it was my fault I didn't know about the switch (as no one told me). Well, a special training session was set up for myself and a few other outside counsel. I got the bills ready and am getting ready to send the bills off for processing, then find out that someone has to give the authorization for us to bill the parent company. Well, I tell the boss that she needs to contact this person to OK our billing rate, and she gets a response that this person has to get the OK from someone else to OK our billing rate. And that's my fault as well? I'm being blamed. At the same time, we're getting busier, so she's finally starting to calm down. That's not my fault.
Today I'm sitting in the middle of the street at the Taste of Scotland Festival in Franklin, NC. It's in the mid 80's right now, and it's going to get hotter, but hopefully not too much. It's a bright, sunny day. I got up here late last night after getting off work, putting the last of the stuff into the sport cute, driving up to my sister's place to get a few things she had, then driving up here. I set up late last night and was able to get it done before finding the people in charge and finding me some
dinner. I got a good Cajun chicken salad, but asked them to spice it at a 6 on a scale of 1 to 10. Should've asked for a 10 on the spicy scale, but it tasted good.
Got up before the alarm was set to go off, checked e-mail and had a light breakfast. Got out here early, finished the last-minuted setup and have been basically sitting out here since. However, and this is a first, one of the festival staff people asekd me if I wanted to take a break for lunch (what? a break???). Well, I took him up on his offer and walked over to the First United Methodist Church for a sandwich, some veggies, some unsweetened tea and a piece of some delicious pastry with chocolate in it. I'm now back at the table. My relief sold 2 CDs for me without knowing the price, but did well in estimating.
Now here's the strange thing: the person in charge of the festival asked me
last night to
please come back next year, to take the Friday before off, come up early, set up early, and they would want me to set up for the ceilidhs on both Friday and Saturday night. I told her that it would all depend on how I did today. If I make costs, I'll come back next year, provided we have no trials next June (right now we have two in January, literally one right after the other which, if they go, will definitely put the kabosh on my being at
GaFilk, where I'm the huckster head (and where I was finally going to be talking to Alexander James Adams about the transition - it sorta came as a shock to me).
Stayed last night at the Microtel in Franklin. I'd never been to a Microtel before. It's a strange bird. Yes, it's cheaper than most of the hotels affiliated with the festival, but the room is a bit smaller. It didn't have a refrigerator for the insulin (thank goodness for the ice buckets they use). Still it was nearly $95 less than the Hampton up here, so my costs are considerably less than last year.
The biggest surprise up here is that where there was no cell phone service here at all last year, not only is there cell phone service,
but there is Wi Fi in the downtown area, which means that if someone asks me about x artist, and I don't know about him/her/them, I look online, see what is said about him/her/them, and say, "OK, I don't have that particular artist, but might you be interested in someone of a similar nature who is at least as good as the one you're seeking?" Most answer "yes," and I sell a CD as a result. It's worked more than once. I'd love to figure out a way to be able to do this wherever I go, but am not sure how to do so when I'm in an area where there is no Wi Fi. Suggestions would be appreciated, remembering that I belong to the school of "men hawt mir nikh gemakht foon gelt (ask for translation)."
Tags: a taste of scotland festival, work
Current Location: Franklin, NC
Current Mood: 
contemplative
Current Music: Evergreen, "Pravoto" (Israeli celtic)
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