I sighed. If there was a hell, it was in sales. - Dennis E. Taylor

That was Ambassador Gerrold, the delegate from New Zealand, a former Aussie. For whatever reason, he had never liked dealing with me. I was mystified by his animosity, as there didn’t seem to be any reason for an attitude, pro or con.

That one is approaching puberty. He might’ve been checking out your wife.” “That’s it. He’s sushi.

I had some hope that the beating the Deltans had handed out might have sent a clear enough message.