Thanks so very much for the encouragement.
What I did, I stopped into the GOP headquarters to pick up some lawn signs. Heh, my lawn is covered with signs cause right up the street some idiot has Beau Biden signs on their lawn and we can't have this. Most of my community has Repub signs but there's always a liberal in the woodpile somewhere.
So I got to talking, as I perused the signs, as we political junkees are wont to do and here I was in GOP headquarters after all. I saw a sign for someone running for County Auditor and the flashing lights went off in my head. Well why the hell can't *I* be county auditor? Not that I knew much then what it was but I sure have a hellofalot of experience doing that kind of crap.
So I talked to my buddies in Baltimore who run the largest property management firm in that city and for whom I've been working for these past eight years. They also own several campgrounds and mobile home parks right down the street here. They've always enthusiastically endorsed me to run for SOME political office but like I said, I really don't want to be beholden to anyone. Although they are very honest people and run their businesses very fair. Just entrepreneurs, employing now over 150 people, doing business and making a profit.
I showed the lady at the GOP desk my Blog and she was fascinated. She had been, when I started jabbering, viewing the Blog "Little Green Footballs". She had no idea there was a Delawarian out there writing faithfully on Delaware politics. PLUS, somebody posted a comment on my Blog with some intriguing background about Beau and hey, I had plenty of posts about this creep and also some issues I have with Mike Castle.
Anyway, this Sussex county republican women thing, well she invited me, directed me to their web site. No such a thing even existed when I moved here to the swamps of Delaware almost four years ago. And they DO seem to be very influential. They have a luncheon once a month, last Wednesday I think. They have incredible speakers addressing them and I am told they have a turnout from fifty to eighty women at each luncheon. Impressive for a new organization like this in this county with so many new voters still trying to figure out the lay of the land.
So I'm lining up my ducks and trying to figure out what a County Auditor does. But I know I can do it and I got some big business people who will back me up. I've handled millions of dollars for these people and have consulted with them for major changes to their businesses.
So okay, I'll tell you one story....and this is just one but it's interesting. This company owns a BIG hotel in Ocean City, Merryland. Called the Princess Royale, I'm not trying to be coy and I don't care if anyone figures out who they are.
So the management at this hotel, three months after I moved down here, booked, get this...some sort of wife-swapping, sado-masochist group at this really nice hotel. It was called "The Black Rose"...this weirdo group.
Now Ocean City Merryland prides itself on its family, wholesome image and once this group got booked the whole town was in an uproar.
So here I am, working for these people, and I'm in a total state of confusion. I'd just moved down this way and hey, I also consult for a beauty salon in OC. I sat there while my niece (owner of the salon) did my hair and heard those women complaining about this group coming to town and I wanted to slide down in my seat in shame. I did think it was a terrible, terrible choice, very shameful. I had never done any work with this hotel but I'd been there plenty of times as, heh, I gotta discount due to my connections and the DELMARVA Christmas parties are always held there. It was on all the TV stations down this way and the fur was flying.
So I go up to Baltimore for another consulting job and I meet with the paternal Scion of this family, a very intelligent but ruthless man who scares the hell out of me. I knew him from my other projects for this family and had to work with him but never did I have much to do with this hotel.
One of his sons listened to my laments about this decision with "The Black Rose" and called his Dad to grant me an audience. You know what I told him?
"Mr. (insert paternal scion name here), I do not think you have any idea the damage you are causing to your company by booking this group at the Princess Royale. Mr. (insert paternal scion name here), I am very ashamed to be working for your company."
Yeah, my knees were shaking but it was a really, really bad business decision and hey, I was ashamed.
Well I to into the car with the scion's son and we headed off to the shopping center that I managed (heh, another story) and soon the scion phoned his son and you know what he said?
"Tell Pat that I've contacted (insert name of Princess Royale hotel manager here)." I could hear him as the son turned the cell phone on speaker so I listened intently. "I've cancelled "The Black Rose" so tell Pat. Don't want her to be ashamed of us."
Well damn if I know what the moral of this story is but that I stuck to my guns and meant what I said. Later, this same hotel had an outbreak of Legionaire's disease (allegedly, never been proved) and a worker died when he fell from scaffolding while putting up Christmas lights. The publicity was horrible but the hotel, one of the biggest and best, survived it. Who knows how awful it would have been had they went ahead and had that convention of wife-swapping, leather-wearing, whip-weilding perverts?
It's my story and I'm sticking to it.
Great stories! Thanks for sharing!
It's hard to go wrong when you stick up for what you truly believe.