A couple of years ago, I did a tiny bit of work on this, and I got a whiff of the shit sandwich known as Proposal Work. Last year, I spent a couple of weeks writing technical verbiage for another proposal, and I got a small bite of that shit sandwich.
For the last two months, I've been getting a shit sandwich jammed down my piehole faster than I can swallow it.
But you know what? The next time I get asked to work on a proposal (and it will happen; a corrolary to Carter's Trap all but guarantees it), I'll say "Yes, sir, may I have another?"
Posted by Chris at December 17, 2004 12:53 PMGee, I can't think of a single thing that might have been the spawning-point of "Carter's Trap"... :)
Is there any escape from the trap though? I could use some ideas-- I've been referring to my own private hellish version of the trap as "getting Lotused."
Posted by: chess h at December 18, 2004 10:15 AMI think among the same lines