Melika, carefully selecting the most expensive day to travel, arrived on Christmas Eve. She arrived with Dolce, the dog, and an impressive Blackberry™ device that allowed her to stay in constant contact (at least until the charger was inexplicably ‘lost’) with her office. Melika had asked Nazy to arrange, among our other excursions, a wine-tasting expedition. Nazy called a friend with a family winery in Sion.
“Unfortunately, Nazy,” he explained. “I’ve been fired from my job at the winery.”
“But!” Nazy exclaimed. “It’s a family business. You are family. They can’t fire you.”
“It’s an expensive business, Naz. The Family has made a big investment in equipment, but the customers are just not buying.”
“Dan says the same thing about his company’s products. I wonder if you share customers with Dan. Is a large bank one your…?”
“No, Naz, I don’t deal with banks - at least not as customers. But, in spite of the personnel developments, I am looking forward to seeing you and the family in Sion.”
After hanging up, Nazy turned to me. “The economy must be in really bad shape. He was fired by his parents.”
“Really?” I replied.
“Yes, it’s…”
“A revelation, Nazy! I didn’t know that it was possible to fire your own children. I wish that I had known about this when they were teenagers.”
Sion is in the French part of Switzerland. As expected, we left far later than planned. And, because of traffic problems, we arrived even farther later than planned. Nevertheless, the presentation was gracious and interesting. The descriptions made sense and we toured the facility before selecting a case of Cabernet.
“Unfortunately, Nazy,” he explained. “I’ve been fired from my job at the winery.”
“But!” Nazy exclaimed. “It’s a family business. You are family. They can’t fire you.”
“It’s an expensive business, Naz. The Family has made a big investment in equipment, but the customers are just not buying.”
“Dan says the same thing about his company’s products. I wonder if you share customers with Dan. Is a large bank one your…?”
“No, Naz, I don’t deal with banks - at least not as customers. But, in spite of the personnel developments, I am looking forward to seeing you and the family in Sion.”
After hanging up, Nazy turned to me. “The economy must be in really bad shape. He was fired by his parents.”
“Really?” I replied.
“Yes, it’s…”
“A revelation, Nazy! I didn’t know that it was possible to fire your own children. I wish that I had known about this when they were teenagers.”
Sion is in the French part of Switzerland. As expected, we left far later than planned. And, because of traffic problems, we arrived even farther later than planned. Nevertheless, the presentation was gracious and interesting. The descriptions made sense and we toured the facility before selecting a case of Cabernet.
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