My friend Pam O is flying in today.
I called her earlier to let her know that I was making alternate arrangements to pick her up from the airport.
Me: Hey, I’ve got a service quality meeting, so Younger Son will be picking you up from the airport.
Pam O: That’s great!
Me: So, call on his mobile when you hit the runway, and he’ll be at the baggage claim when you come down the escalator. Then, he’s going to take you to lunch, and to the house, and I’ll call you when I get loose.
Pam O: All right, that will be good.
Me: Oh, by the way, we’re going hunting in the morning with some of my customers.
Pam O: (silence)
Me: Not really hunting.
Pam O: Oh, good! (sounding very relieved)
Me: Well, we really are going hunting, but we’re not hunting, I’m just going to be taking pictures.
Pam O: Oh.
Me: It will be fun, I promise. (Oh, yeah, I’m selling hard – I’m thinking Pam’s not quite the hunting type.)
Pam O: (hesitantly) Okay.
Me: So, we’ll have an early morning, but the good side is, we’ll get to hang out together all day.
Pam O: (way less enthusiastic than me) Ooooookay.
That Pam, she’s a trooper! Hmmmmm…wonder how she’ll feel about wearing camo and an orange vest?