Pace on Earth

Smalltown

I get a kick out of my job. I like the fact that I can pick up the phone and talk to some random person in Debuque, Iowa about their organizations retention strategies comfortable in the fact that I will never speak to them again unless we can help them with their retention strategies (or if I can convince them that they need help with their retention strategies, right Normy?).

I also like to marvel at how small of a world it is sometimes. I may have recounted to you the story of me being stopped at the border last year for being "unlawfully at large" from Alberta due to a failure to appear in court in 2001. Thanks to some friends in Canadian Law Enforcement I later found out that it was actually the OTHER Simon Pacey that was drunk and disorderly in Edmonton and didn't want to talk to a judge about it in 2001. The border guard tried to bluff me by saying that he didn't think it could be anyone but me because this guy had the same middle name and birthdate as me. That's when I told him that I would have to ask my Mountie stepfather the story and he kindly let me through. But still there probably aren't that many First Last names out there that are one and only's.

So today I got a call back from a client in Iowa named James Chitwood. Iowa isn't far from Indiana and any sports movie fan will know who Jimmy Chitwood is in the clip below:
I asked my James Chitwood if he had ever seen Hoosiers and he said "Does anyone ever ask you if you like to do drawrings?". Touche Jimmy, touche.

I get goose bumps when Jimmy says "I'll make it".

Quite possible the best sports movie ever made.

Shooter

posted by Vitamin S @ 7:57 p.m.