Deets On All ‘Dat

Hey there, Kooks!

You’ve asked for more words about things and Great Jumpin’ Jehosephat, I can deliver! The big question left dangling from a couple days ago was what the big meeting with the boss’ boss might be about. My boss is getting his review (“do you feel that you play well with others?”) and each of Mr. Boss’ charges are to be interviewed. I’m sure that it’ll be such an easy-breezy session that we’ll all let our guard down and dish on the boss. I’m also sure that might be as close to a career-limiting move as getting completely pissed at the company picnic. So, um, no.

That said, it’d sure be neat to have something close to a frank and open chat about, the, er, difficulties. No, I’m not going to post the laundry list here, just a characterization: my coconspirators and I have managed to extend the three second rule for bacon dropped on the lint-riddled kitchen floor of failure and firing to well over ten seconds! Practically Herculean, don’t you think?

Yeah, I know. That’s what we’re supposed to do, but still…

Oh, you wanted something else? Like, perhaps, the advent of my Birthday Holiday Season? Celebrating something of a roundish number maybe?

Well…

– bob