A case of mistaken Hootie...

Who says work isn't fun. It's usually a lot more fun if you can laugh at yourself. So this is how it went down:

The past two days at work have been excellent. Monday morning I received an email with a list of wells I will drill this winter. YAY! Probably doesn't seem like much to anyone else but to actually have a real, physical list is huge this summer. Limited budget and the fact that winter is still a long ways off mean it's tough to get information. So I got to work investigating these potential wells, seeing how deep, what size they have to be and where they are going to be drilled. Turns out the 3 of the 4 are right beside each other. My brain, which is so fantastical, instantly thinks "pad wells". This means that we will only clear off one surface location and directionally drill out to the targets (up to 1 km). Pretty cool project.

Since then I've been running around meeting geologists, geophysicists, reservoir and completions engineers to spread my idea and see what they think. So far it's been positive. There are a couple of issues to work out but it looks possible and it's already apparent that if it works smoothly, it will save us lots of money.

What's so funny about that? Nothing really...that just the interesting lead up that will hopefully make me look smart and save some face.

This afternoon I'd agreed to meet with Tyler, a sales rep from National to talk about mud motors and some of their new technology. He brought another NOV guy along. I instantly had a feeling that I recognized the other person. He is black, short hair, goatee, familiar face...I just couldn't place him. It was loud in the lobby so I thought I heard him introduce himself as "Carry". So we start walking to a table to sit and chat and it comes over me..."Holy crap, this is Hootie from Hootie and the Blowfish. I didn't know his first name was Carry. Huh!".

Anyway, we sit, talk, they have some pretty cool stuff coming out in September, discussed Stampede, mountain bikes...the whole bit. After half an hour we're getting near the end and I ask "Carry" how long he's worked at National. He said 2 months, just getting his feet wet and learning the business, and that he also does work for CBC. I must have had a puzzled look on my face because he continued to say he works there as a CFL analyst.

BAM!

That was the super powered light bulb that just went off and exploded in my head. This isn't Hootie. It's Kahari Jones, former CFL quarterback. It all starts to make sense. I'm pretty sure he recognized the look on my face and I think he chuckled. Well, that's my funny story of the day.