Arrive at the office on a Friday which is the culmination of a week of Christmas holidays, greetings, meetings and handshakes. We get tired of one night is not particularly exciting in terms of sleep. The first e-mail list is from a supplier. I read it in disbelief until the end of Part the first volley of curses. Fist on the table (not applicable), reading, and developed new series. I remember then that is another who holds us x an important project, has not been made alive. And yet, one that should only respond to a couple of questions, niche in the shadows. In short, suppliers, took the money, run away. At first it seems that you can give the world, but in practice their performance tarnish like those of a bear in hibernation. Before you jump like kangaroos horny behind the smell of money, but then collapsed mercilessly with the needs of the customer. In short, sadness. And anger. Why are not my money, It's not my life, but cheating is cheating. Back on my bike and after a long time after this meeting never published. He falls to the bean in my day of travel. In fact I was in Frankfurt to find that very notorious supplier. After a lot of water and plenty of time, seems far away that solemn morning overwhelmed disgust. But in the general budget, is the thought that we are also suppliers at times. Unreliable suppliers, we seek the best way to hide our delays and to beautify our spots. But it is neither easy nor predictable extent of our bad figures and their frequency ... And in the end is the feeling that miraculously everything will adjust, even in spite of the setbacks. I wonder whether it is true then ...
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