B. Esser

B. Esser. Oh to be blessed with such a perfect name. And not a joke, not at all a joke. What could his parents have been thinking?!?

But he does not loathe the name like others might have. In fact, his introduction to co-workers seems to always leave out the fact that it isn't just B. but actually Bob. B. Esser works with my sister; and to hear her version of their working relationship (contractor e contractor) involves wishing and praying you could be a fly on the wall during their next management meeting. To this day you can hear her walk down the hall and say hello to him just as he introduced himself... (in a loud, sarcastic tone) "Hi B. ESSER".

And when he suggests nonsensical ideas; the only way to quiet his BS is to ask, "how's that been workin out for ya B. Esser?"

And I thought I had a monkey for a client...