I really ought to do something about this annoying habit of mine of taking vacations whenever reorganizations take place.
It's the third time in a row, I think, and even I don't think it's just a coincidence anymore. It has to be some bored Greek deity twiddling the probability lines, tipping the dice, or whatever it is that bored deities do to have a jab at us mortals.
People think I know in advance or something, and calls come out of the blue from people that assume I know what they're talking about - which can be (tragically) hilarious, sort of like a Woody Allen movie.
And now, back to our irregularly scheduled vacation.