The Forcible Organization of Ducks
September 17, 2008
The past thirty days have been all about getting my ducks in a line. They’re looking pretty roughed up, but there they are: a neat row of disgruntled quackers, all muttering about the heck I’ve put them through to clear the way for my new career.
It won’t be long before I can tell my boss what the plan is, and feel comfortable writing more openly on this blog.
