As I was waiting in line for the delicious possibility of purchasing a dozen Krispy Kreme doughnuts, I got to thinking about what we do sometimes for the show.
I mean, I could have gotten LaMar's doughnuts, which, by all accounts, are every bit as good as those at Krispy Kreme. I have been to LaMar's and can attest to their tasting heavenly, but I have never had a Krispy Kreme doughnut, and I really want to know what all the fuss is about.
I didn't get the chance that day in line, for a woman came by after getting her doughnuts and informed us that she had started about where we were, and it would take something just short of an hour and a half to order.
There's a limit to what people ought to be made to put up with for the honor of doing business with a particular establishment -- and an hour and a half in line for doughnuts exceeded mine. I left.
Driving back to my office, I needed something to take my mind off my near-Krispy Kreme experience. For some reason, Boeing jumped to mind.
Boeing, as everyone probably knows, announced in March that it would move its corporate headquarters from Seattle, where it has been for 87 years, to one of three cities: Dallas, Chicago or Denver, I know from experience -- the United Airlines maintenance facility, the super-conducting super-collider -- that Boeing has already made up its mind where it wants to go. As I write this, the decision hasn't been announced, but it doesn't matter. The only reason to make an announcement of three, unsuspecting finalists is so a bidding war for corporate perks ensues.
If history is any...