I’m not celebrating irresponsibility here as much as enjoying the use of vocabulary to somewhat mask irresponsibility. Big words will always obfuscate middle management. And I gave the boss a mustache because it feels like all surly bosses should have a mustache.
One of the only things that stuck from Mr. Bernardo’s 9th grade Latin class was the Ides of March, the March 15th religious holiday on which Julius Caesar was assassinated in 44 BC. Be careful out there today…
The ultimate “It’s against my religion” excuse, good for the next 40 days.
I’m usually in on several meetings a week. Most are just fine. Every once in a great while, however, I find myself with someone who really, really, really, really enjoys pontificating, and no rescue is in sight.
There’s one in every office.
Be safe out there and make good choices, people.
I think we’re better with sunscreen now, but when I was growing up there always seemed to be at least one kid who returned from a winter holiday weekend looking like a sunburnt raccoon. This is that kid’s father.
White Outs 