[The oldest son, Tagg Romney] glimpsed the first sign of trouble. Dad! he yelled. Gross! A brown liquid was dripping down the back window, payback from an Irish setter whod been riding on the roof in the wind for hours... Romney coolly pulled off the highway and into a service station. There, he borrowed a hose, washed down Seamus and the car, then hopped back onto the highway. It was a tiny preview of a trait he would grow famous for in business: emotion-free crisis management.
GRRRRR. Thank you for answering my question. I better never meet this creep.
15 posted on 01/30/2012 8:40:40 PM PST by montag813