In strode Brian Dodd my boss. He looked a little anxious as he said, "What's got in to the junior staff? I keep seeing them in huddled groups. They're...obviously gossiping about someone." He fixed me with a steely glare and added, "They haven't found out about me and you have they?" Dear old Brian, he was terrified that our little secret was finally out. I reassured him, "No of course not Brian. Our special arrangement is perfectly safe." He visibly relaxed as I said, " No it's someone else.... The doctors told my wife and me thatsurgery shouldn't wait as I would probably be dead in a few months withoutit. Thus this nurse methodically removes my hair from my body, and prepsme for my upcoming surgery.It seems a little background information is in order here. I am 58 yearsold and have tried to keep myself in fairly good shape. I am happilymarried for 34 years, a Christian and I don't drink or smoke, but mygenetic makeup is my problem. The heart is in good shape but thesupporting cast is. She had the old school phone tucked between her chin and one shoulder, and was twirling the short, twisted cord in one hand. She slowly pivoted, and I took her in before she saw me in the room. She was fucking gorgeous. Her blonde hair was wild. It looked like earlier in the day, she may have had it in a bun or ponytail. But sometime during the day, her hair had lost the battle. This was confirmed when he noticed a thin hair tie on her other wrist. She wore very little makeup, and she. I recruited Trudy to come in at night and look up the name of the commodity corresponding to each number and write it down in the margin of the printout. Two nights later, we had all of our code names, plus the methodology to assign new ones as the project grew. Then came the challenge: inducing a roomful of nerds to shuck loose of sensible labels that they knew and learn to use names of groceries for their work assignments. Jim handled the motivation step, and he did a good job of warming up.