Wednesday, March 15, 2017

Sundays

So during the dot-com craziness era, I was on a Saturday phone call with a guy who reported to me. I'm running though deadlines and what needs to happen that weekend and I say "Alright, I'll follow up with you tomorrow so we can see where we are."

He says "Dave. Tomorrow is Sunday. It's my day to worship the Lord."

So now I have to think "oh, shit. Legally, I'm pretty sure I have to leave it at that," so I say "No problem, man, I'll talk to you Monday."

I made it a point not to contact him for anything Sunday-related after that.

But about nine months later, same thing. Saturday phone call, going over the schedule and I said something about what he needs to get done "tomorrow." Then I realized what day it was, so I say "Oops, sorry, didn't realize that today is Saturday."

He says "So what?"

Now, all uncomfortable, I had to say "Ummm...isn't tomorrow your day to 'worship the Lord'?"

I've rarely heard anyone laugh that hard. I love the guy, but if he ever works for me again, he owes me nine months of weekends.