I've had enough. If you would like to know what my life has been like for the past five days, please watch The Devil Wears Prada. Make the main character a man, and you will understand.And if you should ever find yourself in this position, let me give you this advice: book yourself in a six star hotel. You're going to need their support. For example, last night I had to put together a last-minute dinner party for 10 people and the special guest. We had to eat, drink and leave in one hour. The manager in the pool-side restaurant was great to work with. I chose items from the menu, and told him we would eat family-style. Basically I said keep the food coming and the wine flowing. Invited guests came early and were enjoying a glass of wine. The special guest arrived, we sat down, and the servers went into action. They brought out two salads, assorted pizzas, grilled chicken and beef, grilled vegetables, mashed potatoes and coffee and fresh fruit for dessert. Great food, great conversation, and it was all done in 41 minutes. I don't think a drive-thru could have gone faster.The event was a great success, and when I returned to the hotel, I needed to make a reservation for a meeting today for the special guest. I started to introduce myself to the young lady and she said, "Mr. Murray I know who you are." That was slightly embarassing.The special guest is leaving in two hours. The first thing I will be doing is thanking each one of the people here at the hotel that have been so helpful.