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July 20, 2005
The Gift of Gab
(Warning: in lieu of photos, this post contains Shameless Self Promotion.)
I love my job, as it involves interviews with really inspiring people at companies I love, who are happy to talk because we've helped hook them up with money. Yesterday I was back at the Niman Ranch office. Sadly, unlike last time, there was no meat served...
I'd brought along to the interview someone from the capital finance firm that didn't hire me last year. Since he actually does speak the Language of Money (as opposed to merely pretending to, which is my tactic), I was a little nervous about looking like an idiot in comparison. Apparently, what I lack in actual knowledge of capital finance, I more than make up with my ability to get folks to spill details. The guy was so impressed that he said to me as we were leaving, "Wow, it was amazing to watch you work! I learned more in that interview than I have in the last three combined... are you SURE you can't come on Thursday when I'm talking to Oak Hill Farms?"
Um, flattery gets you far with me, let me check my calendar again? They're in Glen Ellen? Fun boondoggle, anyone? I'm trying to come up with a way to justify it to myself, but I just don't think it's going to happen. I am, however, trying to console myself with a trip to San Luis Obispo to spend some time with the folks at Guayaki.
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Because I'm such a generous gal, I thought I'd share one of the resources revealed to me yesterday during the interview, which went on for so long I missed my Salsa lesson: the North Carolina Poop Counter. Just in case you need to know, in real time, how much poop people and pigs are producing in that state.
Posted by Elizabeth at July 20, 2005 02:22 PM