Why I didn't marry a rich man...

I think that today I have figured this out. It all started yesterday with one of our wire vendors. We have been ordering wire from Anixter for quite some time and we've had very few problems. Although I know for a fact that one of our owners, Trevor, loves them, it seems that Georgios may hate them. Because, one minor problem last year at this time made him almost cut all ties with them. It's not like other vendors don't make mistakes (and many more than Anixter). I, of course, am a bit partial to the guys over there because we have become good friends. But, they really are terrific vendors. Anyway, a year ago we ordered some striped wire from them and the striping was flaking off. Turns out...it was a bad batch. Well, yesterday we discovered that the same thing was going on. Georgios (the particular rich man in question) flipped out. He yelled at Justin, who is the contact at Anixter, and he yelled at all of us. We have one other supplier we can get this from and it's who Sensorwise (ie: Georgios) likes to use. However, we found out this morning that we have gotten wire from the other supplier before and had the same problem. Then, we found out that the problem is not with us, but with the spec originally supplied be the engineers (ie: Sensorwise). The point here is that Georgios came over here ranting, raving, and pointing fingers when he SHOULD have been looking within his own organization. Actually, I guess that isn't the point. I'm supposed to be talking about why I wouldn't marry a rich man. And, the reason for that is that rich men apparently can afford to be totally illogical and irrational and fly off the handle. Then, when they find out they are wrong, they don't have to apologize. I guess there are plenty of reasons to marry for money, but to me this one reason not to is enough.