Just when you thought you have heard it all....the Village Idiots bestow upon you yet another "gift"!
I was in my office this morning and three of the guys that work for me came down to see me. They asked if they could have a few minutes of my time. This is nothing out of the ordinary; they work together, so I agreed. But as soon as the door closed they sat down quietly, and began nervously looking around at each other. They all looked like the cat that ate the canary.

You see I had sent the threesome (We'll call them the 3 Stooges) down to Austin late last week to meet with a client from New York. Larry, Moe, and Curly have been handling this account and it should have been a simple "adventure". Alas, nothing is ever simple is it?
Larry: AM, we just thought we should come down and talk to you about last week before you hear it from someone else.
These words sent chills down my spine. Although they are young guys, they are some of my best Rep's. I have never once had an issue with them. And suddenly I was scared.
Moe: Well, you know we met with Mr. X (our client) that day and agreed to meet up for dinner.
I nod.
Moe: Well we may or may not have had a few drinks before we met him for dinner.
AM: You either did or you didn't? How many?
Larry: A few.
AM: How many is a few to you?
Curly: We had about 4 or 5 drinks.
Oh, this story is starting out with alcohol it can't be good.
Larry: We met him for dinner and then we had some wine with dinner.
AM: How much wine?
Moe: A few bottles.
AM:
Larry: Afterwards our client wanted to go down to 6th street.
At this point I think I gasped and placed my hands over my eyes.
If you have never been to Austin, 6th street is the place to go when you are there. It's a street of bars, places to listen to live music, and a college kids dream come true.

I know this because I went to school down there. Austin is known for its culture and producing more live music than any other city in Texas. 6th street is a must, but not a "must" for the drunken 3 Stooges and a very important client.
AM: Let me stop you now. Do I want to hear the rest of this story? Did the night end with hugs and kisses?
Larry, Moe, Curly:
Moe: We were having a good time and Mr. X was really enjoying the night life.
Larry: We were walking to the next bar and Curly had to go to the bathroom.
I looked over at Curly who was now staring at the floor and tapping his feet.
Larry: And he was pretty drunk.
AM: Get on with it.
Moe: He couldn't hold it any more so he decided to relieve himself in-between two buildings.
AM:
AM: You pissed in front of a client?
Curly: No, he couldn't really see me.
Moe: But the Austin police did.
AM: Oh Gawd! *slamming head on desk*
6th street is patrolled by the police like crazy! I am sure the drunken fools down there provide the police department with 90% of their business! You don't pee on 6th street. It'd be like taking a leak in front of the White House.
Moe: Well, the police came over and told Curly they were going to ticket him for indecent exposure.
AM: So, you got a ticket?
Curly: Not really.
AM: Okay, I am confused. Not really what??
Moe: He got arrested.
AM:

What? You got arrested in front of a client for pissing???
Curly: No.
AM: If someone does not get to the moral of this story in about 5 seconds I am going to blow a gasket.
Moe: He got arrested for arguing and cussing out the police officer who was going to issue him the ticket.
AM: WHAT THE HELL???
Curly: I am sorry.
AM: Sorry? You got drunk, peed in public, and then got arrested for mouthing off to a cop? And you did this in front of one of our best clients???
Curly: Yes.
AM:
Moe: The client was cool about it.
AM: Cool about it? What was he supposed to do? He was down there with you three babbling, drunken, pissing idiots! What was he supposed to do???
There was a deafening silence. I felt sick to my stomach. How in the Hell would I ever explain this to the higher ups if it hit the surface?
We sat there for about 5 minutes. It was awkward I am sure. Honestly my mind was racing a million miles a minutes and I just wanted to walk over to each of them and bitch slap them into next week.
Moe: We just thought you should know. It will not ever happen again.
AM:
Curly: I'll do anything to make this better.
AM:
Moe: AM, what do you want us to do?
AM: GET OUT! Walk away from this office quietly. Do not utter a word of this to anyone you hear me? Get out before I say something I might regret. I have got to figure out how I am going to clean up this mess.
They walked out of my office like puppy dogs with their tails between their legs. And I spent the next hour doing this:
Glad I enjoyed my quiet night last night, if not I just might have gone postal and you would now be watching my melt down on CNN! It is never, and I repeat never safe to go back in the water!
AM
