For Ken it’s all about the double-check. So if something strikes him as a problem, or even if it strikes him as not a problem, really even if it doesn’t strike him at all, he likes to have someone else give his work the once over. And he won’t take no for an answer.
So there I was, on the phone, trying to ignore Ken, when in walked Pete—the Hare.
Did I say walk? It’s more like run. Pete despises walking. He rarely does fewer than three things at once. He often eats lunch while returning phone calls while driving to the office in the morning (he likes to eat early).
Pete tore into the office, threw three orders down on top of Ken’s prints, and started spouting off.
“Look at that! Three new starts! We’ve got to get them delivered fast,” he told me. “Can’t drop the ball on these!”
“Did you check to see if they were ready for all three deliveries?” Ken asked, without looking up from trying to find his prints under the pile.
“They’re ready,” Pete said.
“Did you check?” Ken asked again.
“I’ll check, I’ll check,” Pete conceded.
“Do we have the floor joists in stock?” Ken inquired.