Yes, I'm afraid there are.
Oct. 16th, 2007 09:46 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
captainsblogI was never much into the Hooterville/Hollywood humor sitcoms of the 60s, which used to draw massive ratings on CBS until the network figured out that Nielsen was counting all kinds of dead and brain-dead viewers in the stats. Still and all, I picked up a little bit of pop culture from the various segments of the Paul Henning 'verse. Relevant to today is an episode of The Beverly Hillbillies which I never saw, but which my college roommates quoted religiously and which, thus, remains in our lexicon to this day.
In the story, Jethro was meeting a Typical Hollywood Type for some kind of meeting. Since the Clampett concept of time differed somewhat from Pacific Daylight, the following straight and punchlines ensued:
Hollywood-Type: So I'll meet you at 6:30.
Jethro: A.M. or P.M.?
H-T: There are two?!?
That misunderstanding comes up around here several times a month, usually in a Jethro-style fake exchange between me and my wife, but today I got to witness the dark side of it first hand.
Opposing counsel called, late this morning, to finalize a time for what's known in lawyer circles as a "four-way." Shut up; it's a meeting with lawyers and their clients both present. Since the issue in this dispute is literally over a map of a building, my opponent and I agreed, weeks ago, that it might save time to meet at the job site. Today's call confirmed that would be okay, but only outside business hours, and after confirming calls, we were all to meet there at 7:00 tomorrow night.
Only we weren't. Late this afternoon, Jethro called to apologize and tell me the soiree had actually been cleared with the owner for 7 tomorrow morning. Ugh.
This means leaving here no later than 5:30 a.m. to meet up with the client at Timmy Ho's ahead of time. It also meant that I had to play Chinese Fire Drill with our two Ford Foci at 7:00 tonight, in the dark, in order for the broken one to keep the appointment I'd made for it for tomorrow morning.
Most importantly, it means I really should be asleep now.
::click::
In the story, Jethro was meeting a Typical Hollywood Type for some kind of meeting. Since the Clampett concept of time differed somewhat from Pacific Daylight, the following straight and punchlines ensued:
Hollywood-Type: So I'll meet you at 6:30.
Jethro: A.M. or P.M.?
H-T: There are two?!?
That misunderstanding comes up around here several times a month, usually in a Jethro-style fake exchange between me and my wife, but today I got to witness the dark side of it first hand.
Opposing counsel called, late this morning, to finalize a time for what's known in lawyer circles as a "four-way." Shut up; it's a meeting with lawyers and their clients both present. Since the issue in this dispute is literally over a map of a building, my opponent and I agreed, weeks ago, that it might save time to meet at the job site. Today's call confirmed that would be okay, but only outside business hours, and after confirming calls, we were all to meet there at 7:00 tomorrow night.
Only we weren't. Late this afternoon, Jethro called to apologize and tell me the soiree had actually been cleared with the owner for 7 tomorrow morning. Ugh.
This means leaving here no later than 5:30 a.m. to meet up with the client at Timmy Ho's ahead of time. It also meant that I had to play Chinese Fire Drill with our two Ford Foci at 7:00 tonight, in the dark, in order for the broken one to keep the appointment I'd made for it for tomorrow morning.
Most importantly, it means I really should be asleep now.
::click::
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Date: 2007-10-17 03:36 am (UTC)Hope it all goes well!