Ah, the benefits of a liberal arts education.

I woke up this AM as I often do, with Galen sitting on my chest licking my chin. Except that I had forgotten to set my alarm last night, and it was an hour later.
Aargh.

I made it in on time (more or less), but I forgot quite a few things - like my breakfast - in my rush to get showered, dressed, and on the road in 15 minutes.

Yesterday I was talking to a sales rep, and I offhandedly referred a process as "Kafkaesque". (I had asked them to add a security; they said it was another company's responsibility, and that company referred me back to the first.)

I got a blank stare.
So I expanded a bit: "Franz Kafka? The Trial? Troubled individuals in an impersonal world?"

Blink, blink.

(sigh) S'pose sometimes I'm too edumacated for my own good. Or at least too literate.

Current Book: Elizabeth Moon, Trading in Danger