Pineapple Fanta Was My Favourite

Have a Google Alert set to my name. Usually this means alerts about someone named Amy who caught a large Bass in a Southern state.

(This information will become relevant in a sec. )

Land in Atlanta and first stop is diner breakfast for omelettes and spuds for farm to table poached eggs and slices of organic hydroponic free trade tomato.

Diner packed which means we chose well and people not necessarily being served in the order in which their call was received in order of arrival.

Servers wearing t-shirts that say on the back "Relax...It's Just Eggs."

How Perfect Is That.

Day Three in Atlanta give talk about how to deal with complaints. Mention in talk that not every complaint resolution has to be complicated and that sometimes we need to "Relax...It's Just Eggs."

Day Four in Atlanta more fun was had as an example go to World of Coke and drink all kinds of sugary drinks including an Asian soda that tastes like veggies very fresh glasses of water.

Ok, Amy, so are people in Atlanta named Amy? Are they catching fish?

Probably and probably but didn't meet any of either.

Did the World of Coke have a fish flavour?

Mercifully no.

So where are we going here?

(Trust me.)

Home a few weeks when Google Alert blinks with Amy Fish and guess what. It's me.

Turns out someone at the talk was writing a story and I had no idea.

Click here to read it and see the photo of me in uniform.

Lessons Learned:
1. Be careful what you say in a talk because there might be someone quoting you and you don't even realize it.
2. Yes I was fishing in a Southern state but not in the traditional sense of the word.