Sometimes, people make it way too easy. Take my sister in law, for example. She's a smart person -- really, she is. Honors in college, Presidential Intern, the whole bit. Highly regarded in her profession.
Four weeks ago, my wife told her that we needed a specific paper from her, coming from her parish priest, with the seal of the church on it. She said, no problem.
Two weeks ago, my wife reminded her of that, and was told that she hadn't yet talked to the priest, and would get it that week.
One week ago, my wife went down to her house for a couple of reasons, but also to pick this up. She didn't have it yet.
Yesterday, my wife went down to her house. She didn't have it. Said she'd look into it.
This morning, at 6:50, she called to say she'd found it -- it was in a stack of mail from Thursday. She'll fax it today. Then she hung up, without getting the fax number.
And the organization where she works normally, demonstrating competency and effectiveness in planning?
Why, FEMA, of course -- the folks who brought you Katrina: The Response.
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