The Daily Talk Show
We used to have a boss who called for daily meetings at 9.30am sharp, where only he talked and we listened and agreed whole-heartedly, and superficially. This was serious business and absolutely no latecoming be condoned. Otherwise, you would be questioned for “fumbling” (don’t know what that means till today). He also tolerated no “mickey mousey” work and expected everyone to have "concepts" and there was no hurry to complete projects beacuse things could always be done incrementally, everything was work in progress. In less than a month, we all became mickey mice.
Got the concept?
Self-help Group
After every daily talk show, the mickey mice would have their own self-help group meetings to share their woes, and to F*** this and that. Subsequently, the boss took the yellow bus home to Disneyland and under the era of another boss who was petering out at some point, there were also chaos and the remaining team and affected new members formed the green tea latte self-help group. Meetings took place at Starbucks which introduced the anti-stress drink.
Self-help Group
After every daily talk show, the mickey mice would have their own self-help group meetings to share their woes, and to F*** this and that. Subsequently, the boss took the yellow bus home to Disneyland and under the era of another boss who was petering out at some point, there were also chaos and the remaining team and affected new members formed the green tea latte self-help group. Meetings took place at Starbucks which introduced the anti-stress drink.
Diving Suit
There’s a guy who loves to wear tight shirts and pants, so much so his clothes cling onto his body like a diving suit, even his biceps can’t save the day.
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