Thursday, April 15, 2010

Acts of God


Today was the closest we'll ever get to The Devil Wears Prada at Sanford Greenburger. Volcanic ash engulfed European skies -- just as the London Book Fair was about to begin. So as some of us were assiduously attending to our clients' needs (i.e., glumly going about our business as our fellows dashed off abroad), others were madly canceling flights, rebooking through Bournemouth, through Glasgow, through Paris, through the Chunnel, via Liverpool, over land, sea, air, foam. I'm not sure whether my colleagues actually will make it to London, but they gave it their all, trying to get there.

Our newest hire, dewy-eyed Rachael, observed wonderingly: "At my last job, they would have said the volcano was my fault!" It's good to know that in book publishing, at least, we can't resort to flying on Donatella's private jet, and sometimes must stand aside as God and Nature, in all their glory, have their way.

4 comments:

Rick Daley said...

I've had my share of travel delays in my professional life. I'll take a re-routed or canceled flight in the name of safety any day. Frustration is temporary.

brattcat said...

Ah, those acts of God, they are the stuff of which stories are made.

王俊貴 said...

凡是遇到困擾的問題,不要把它當作可怕的,討厭的,無奈的遭遇,而要把它當作歷練、訓練和幫助。......................................................

sbjames said...

Yes, though I admit to being far from the hassle of it, I find the volcano fascinating. It's good to remember humans can't control everything.

Of course, my glee is partly due to my ms' premise: there was once a mountainous, island homeland of the Fae that sunk long ago due to northern volcanic activity.