My darling wife, Judie, has this problem with my constantly leaving very late for the airport. As I ran out of the office today, she again lectured me not to speed on my way to O’Hare Airport. My flight was scheduled to leave in 1-1/2 hours and it takes one hour to get to the airport. (I didn’t speed, everyone in the fast lane was going 78 mph, so I figured it must have been legal.)
The reason for being late this time was the same as with most other trips — a long-winded telephone call. I didn’t want to hang up because I felt I was defending the honor of our profession. The person on the other end was reading a letter from a fire professional who, in his words, trashed my good name, bordering on slander. As he read the letter, it became immediately apparent that he trashed not only myself but also the entire plumbing profession.