Take Off

Events have been escalating over here and lately I've had the tingling sensation you get when you're sitting in the plane, staring out the window, and waiting for the inevitable. After a worrisome interview, I was hired by a pharmaceutical support company (don't ask, I barely understand it myself). Apparently my job will consist of calling doctors all day and making sure they have their plane tickets for their swank conferences. My super interview smile faltered a bit as I thought about the ramifications of that -- making reservations for the rich doctors of America? But I guess sometimes you just gotta buckle in and go where the plane takes you.