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New Friends
March 21, 2008

The Clients are doing a little micro-brew thing and want to show it off to their friends. And the meeting had gone so well. So well, in fact, that it didn't really seem like a meeting at all - more of a friendly chat over coffee.


At the end The Client leaned over the desk and said, "Ok, now comes the hard part."

I swallowed hard, and closed my eyes - preparing for what was sure to be the other shoe dropping.

"Don't take this the wrong way...", she said. And instinctively I got my back up - waiting for her to say something that would ruin this most perfect day.

"...but the thing is, we've hired caterers before. And, I know that it is your job to serve us and be sort of ... aloof..."

Wait for it, I thought... here it comes... and in response my back tensed a little.

"But the thing is, that's not who we are. We are very casual, very low key. And we respect if you are professional and aloof. We get that you have to be. But would it be possible for you all to mingle a little - maybe have a beer - hang with us? Your part in this party is huge, and we have loved getting to know you, and we have fabulous friends, and we want them to get to know you as well."

The Partner and I looked at one another, and then I looked up to the ceiling and then over my shoulder. Looking for what - I am really not sure. A camera, maybe. Some sign that I was in an antihistamine induced coma.

We looked back to The Client and I cocked my head a little. "Are you...um...are you talking to us?"

She sat back in her chair and laughed. "Yes, yes I am. Tough week?" The Partner and I looked at one another again and laughed. And The Partner said, "Which story should we tell her first... the one where The Customer at Table 7 groped himself when ordering his dinner? Or the lady who cried - no, bawled her eyes out - when she discovered we were out of chowder."

The Client laughed. "So then it's a deal? You will relax and get to know everyone and drink our beer?"


All I really wanted at that moment was a big group hug. The Partner gave a resounding, "Yes!", and we both clapped and danced a little.

Because we're like that - even before we drink the beer.


Posted by Foodwhore at March 21, 2008 07:23 PM

just wanted to let you know I think you are great and I love your adventures.

Posted by: ganna at March 21, 2008 09:33 PM

Wow, you finally got a decent connection with real people. May you get jobs bouncing around in their group for years to come. Cheers!

Posted by: OhLookADuck! at March 21, 2008 10:32 PM

Finally FW finds a normal client!

Posted by: LisaInCT at March 22, 2008 08:28 AM

How sweet! Love your blog by the way!

Posted by: Claire at March 22, 2008 08:30 AM

I was expecting another great horror story, and we get a happy story? This is a change! Hopefully it lasts.

Posted by: Julie at March 22, 2008 09:24 AM

People and moments like this make it all worth it, don't they? Congrats!

Posted by: Laura at March 22, 2008 10:09 AM

Yes! Finally... I'm happy for you.

Posted by: Aimee at March 23, 2008 07:10 AM

Be sure to let us know how it turns out!

Posted by: Old Geezer at March 23, 2008 11:20 AM

Wow. Dream clients.

Posted by: Garrett at March 24, 2008 07:50 AM

Mmm, beer would sure make my work day better.

Posted by: Gemma at March 25, 2008 11:34 AM

new friends are the best!

Posted by: Tonja at March 25, 2008 02:34 PM

wow... that's, like, Nirvana... right?

Posted by: ve at March 27, 2008 10:17 AM

I hate beer. Now a little merlot is another story. :)

Posted by: Valerie at March 27, 2008 11:20 AM

I bet you have good Merlot stories, Valerie. :o)

Posted by: The Food Whore at March 27, 2008 01:39 PM

 
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