I got a phone call as I was getting dressed for work on Monday morning and as my wife, Janie could tell I was not very happy about it. "I have to go to Detroit next weekend," I said. "The guy who was supposed to be repping us at the trade show is out sick. The boss thinks he won't have time to prepare after he gets back to work and might not even be healthy enough to go to the show at all. So it's me." "Oh, that's too bad...