Just got back from work. What a pain in the butt that was. 11pm and I'm finally home.
I'd like to continue my rants about work:
I had an interesting conversation with one of my customers:
A: Yeah, after the billing review, I was wondering if you had some time for dinner?
ME: Well uh um...that was somewhat off topic.
A: I know.. I'm sorry if I threw you for a loop there.
ME: Uh.. I know.. I mean. It's alright... but I'm just your consultant.
We have a ten second pause here. I make the occasional cough and I'm scared shitless...
A: So are you good with children?
Ok.. that pretty much took the cake there. AM I GOOD WITH CHILDREN?! Lady, you're fifteen years older and you want to date me? So you're asking me if I'll get along with your kids? I mean jeez, I met you in person a total of two times and I've talked to you on the phone (BUSINESS RELATED) about a dozen times.
To make a long story short... I pretty much said I couldn't make it. Who knows, I might lose the account over this uncomfortable incident.
But... to all the other ladies out there.. yes. I am great with kids.