Perfect

While at work today I was talking with a very nice client of ours. For once it was a good conversation with someone who seems pretty darn cool (this is rare in customer service). We were talking about work related stuff when the words “Unfortunately accidents happen.” Came out of my mouth. Normally this is not something you would say to someone who is relying on you to provide a service but it was in relation to one of his employees who shall we say is less than perfect. Saying these words brought up a memory I hadn’t thought about in a while. There are certain people in this world that we hold to high standards and don’t want to think are less than perfect, like Doctors. A few years ago I was fortunate enough to witness the birth of my best friends child. Neither of us had watched such a scene take place. Here we are in a room filled with equipment, nurse and soon to follow the doctor. As the minutes came near that this little bundle of joy would enter the world the preparations began. Both my best friend and I get this confused look as the nurse tucks a plastic trash bag of sorts under the butt of my friends’ wife and was hanging off the end of the bed. I looked at the doctor and not realizing the stupidity of my question said “Is that to catch the baby?” the doctor chuckled and responded. “No it’s to catch everything else. But those little guys are slippery and unfortunately accidents happen.”