A Visit to Jack Spade with Moe Rhawn

These people are waiting for me to leave

Simple

and unique.

Before the days of cell phones and even voice mail, I worked for a company who had three operators who took messages on those little, "While You Were Out" slips. They were wonderful ladies although very naive.

There was a nifty phone system where employees could be paged via a speaker in every phone. Whenever I was out of town I'd call from a pay phone pretending to be a client trying to get hold of a fellow employee visiting their office. "Yes, sir. We can page him. What's his name?" "His name is Mr. Sorblade. First name is Ray." "Just a moment, sir."

I was never able to hear the page but some 500 employees in Rolling Meadows, IL would. "Mr Sorblade. Paging Mr Ray Sorblade. Please call the operator..." I always tried to keep it clean but sitting at my desk one day my speaker crackled with a page, "Mr Mehoff. Mr Jack Mehoff..."

Saw some good stuff at Jack Spade this morning. Lots of good stuff actually. More later this week but couldn't wait to share what I feel is a great direction. With the understanding that my name is, "Mr Rhawn. Mr Moe Rhawn..."