We closed our Houston office earlier this year and those bankers got distributed to our other offices. For some reason, this took six months and today some tool named “J.T.” showed up in our office.
Obviously, given the nature of this Project, I’m very willing to give people the benefit of the doubt. But some people just do not want to get the lay of the land before opening their big mouths. J.T. dove in head-first.
“I guess I’m gonna have to teach y’all how we do things in the Lone Star State.” I was like, “Seriously?” He seemed like a cartoon character. Surely nobody is really like that. But J.T. was “born and bred” in Galveston and liked to go “huntin’ and drinkin'” in his spare time.
He relayed all of these colorful details in the break room and I went into my usual routine. “Wow, Texas sounds really great.”
He said it was “like a whole ‘nother country.”
I said, “You must have been so heartbroken when they shut down your office.”
He said he went where the job took him, “no regrets.”
I said, “Well, I’m sure you have some regrets. Like you must regret that the Houston office lost two billion dollars last year. I bet your clients regretted that.”
We all laughed at that and for the first time all day J.T. shut up.