Big Red Car here in secret telling mode. Guy sends a hateful email to The Boss saying, “Why can’t I get on the Wisdom of the Campfire website?” Pushy sort of human.
So, Big Red Car tells him, “It’s a fiction. That’s the name The Boss uses for his CEO coaching gig. Doesn’t have anything to do with you.”
“But, there’s a domain and y’all control it. Are you hiding something?”
“No,” sayeth the Big Red Car. “Nothing to hide.”
“If that’s so, Big Red, why do I see it on certain publications and exemplars?”
“Cause The Boss uses it to brand stuff?”
“Are you holding out on me, Big Red?”
“Yes, there’s a little more to it, but I’m not going to tell you. Go away, your obnoxiousness.”
“I’m going to call The Boss and complain.”
“Got the number?”
“Yeah, 512-656-1383 or [email protected]. Your ass belongs to me, Big Red.”
“If so, please paint me. Thanks.”
A day in the life of a Big Red Car.
I much embrace “wisdom of the campfire”.
Use the term rather frequently now. And it’s very fun.
Been hanging out with you way too long…
Again, you’re on a fun jetstream today.