-Negotiating a new ten (10) year contract-
Business A (the incumbent) was a three (3) member delegation headed by a man who resembles those western sheriffs who grimly enforce the letter of the law in a town overrun by bandits. Not a coward, necessarily, but unable to do more than speechify after the unknown stranger massacres every evil henchmen and rides off into the sunset.
Come to think of it, this role is reprised as the sergeant in post 1960 cop movies. Clint Eastwood used the same actor, at any rate. Oh, digression; I only mean to imply that this delegation is on the defensive, incumbent providers with a ten year record ridden with bullets.
POW POP BANG BarAying!
The last is my interpretation of the fourth and longest note of a bullet sound, the supposed deflection of the slug off another object. Maybe it is a weakness of the human ear, but sound artists have been putting those four (4) sounds in the exact same order for nearly a century of talkies, and we never catch on.
POW POP BANG BarAying!
Business B (the challenger) is a slick corporate operation lead by a woman who resembles Anne Archer. It was our campus horndog who first pointed out the resemblance to me. My mistake for asking his opinion on the business matter of choosing a provider. His business, as I have repeatedly been warned and have repeatedly dismissed as gossip, is in his pants, and as he whispered what he would like to do to Anne Archer, I had to concede that he was every bit the walking lawsuit people said he was.
Damn. Up to this point, he was becoming one of my favorite people.
Anyway, Anne Archer and her team did an excellent job of implying extravagant things they could not possibly deliver in our space and within our budget, but never explicitly promised. Moreover, our college’s real growth bolstered those implications, and the two loudest, least competent faculty members built strawmen out of Business A’s tattered pieces. The loudest, least competent Business B flunky could not have failed to knock it down.
Sorry, sheriff. There is no unnamed stranger to save your dusty streets and two dimensional (2D) storefronts.
Come to think of it, this role is reprised as the sergeant in post 1960 cop movies. Clint Eastwood used the same actor, at any rate. Oh, digression; I only mean to imply that this delegation is on the defensive, incumbent providers with a ten year record ridden with bullets.
POW POP BANG BarAying!
The last is my interpretation of the fourth and longest note of a bullet sound, the supposed deflection of the slug off another object. Maybe it is a weakness of the human ear, but sound artists have been putting those four (4) sounds in the exact same order for nearly a century of talkies, and we never catch on.
POW POP BANG BarAying!
Business B (the challenger) is a slick corporate operation lead by a woman who resembles Anne Archer. It was our campus horndog who first pointed out the resemblance to me. My mistake for asking his opinion on the business matter of choosing a provider. His business, as I have repeatedly been warned and have repeatedly dismissed as gossip, is in his pants, and as he whispered what he would like to do to Anne Archer, I had to concede that he was every bit the walking lawsuit people said he was.
Damn. Up to this point, he was becoming one of my favorite people.
Anyway, Anne Archer and her team did an excellent job of implying extravagant things they could not possibly deliver in our space and within our budget, but never explicitly promised. Moreover, our college’s real growth bolstered those implications, and the two loudest, least competent faculty members built strawmen out of Business A’s tattered pieces. The loudest, least competent Business B flunky could not have failed to knock it down.
Sorry, sheriff. There is no unnamed stranger to save your dusty streets and two dimensional (2D) storefronts.
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