It seems that my tale of travelling for hours to visit an editorial contract at lunchtime and being greeted with nothing more than a cup of coffee has struck a nerve with others in the petchem industry.
One friend tells me that he went on a recent visit for top level legal discussions, and after a five-hour journey was rewarded with a glass of water.
Another friend had forwarded my tale to a colleague of hers, to commiserate with him because he had recently done the early morning journey to
What are we coming to? Where are the three-martini lunches? Sadly before my time.