Have you ever known one of those people where the nicest thing you can think to say about them is, "I don't think he hits his wife-- yet"?

Well, he is not coming to work for me at White Hart Faire!! Hooray!!!

Seriously, I would never have wanted to hire him in the first place, but I put out an open call for volunteers at the fencing club, and his wife just assumed they would be welcome. They (well, actually, she, he doesn't fence) worked the fencing demo at KCRF a few years back (while Mondo-Jerk sat in the booth all day, taking up the one dry, comfortable seat, not participating in the demo, not interacting with the crowd, not disciplining his out-of-control child [0], and just generally being in the way and sucking up available oxygen).

But once the wife realized that I am in fact the general manager of our booth, and I have both expectations and standards for behavior, she decided that they didn't want to work for me anyway.  And told me so, to my face, like she expected me to be upset or something.  So-sorry-we'll-miss-you-seeya-bye. 

Seriously, if they'd shown up, it's even money that I'd have fired them and had Security throw them out before noon the first day.

[0] Said child hit me in the back with a broadsword, and Mondo-Jerk got into my face about it when I demanded an apology.