A certain manager of mine joined the Killer Robot for the aforementioned lunch appointment. You may find that odd - however, the Killer Robot does not like to see people be sad and lonely, and this certain manager may have had that feeling, had he not been included.
Anyway, two colleagues volunteered to drive, 4 in one, 3 in the other. The Killer Robot invited this certain manager to ride with another co-worker. Killer Robot, always taught to respect his elders, piled into the back seat. The co-worker, being a safe driver, piled into the driver's seat. We did this in plain view of this certain manager.
Somehow, this gentleman failed to see these two, rather large men (or women), now sitting in plain view behind the non tinted windows of the vehicle, with its engine RUNNING, directly in front of him. In fact, he turned, completely around, three times, during which we banged on the window while shouting his name. Finally, my coworker (and driver) managed to get his attention. As he sat down into the car, I asked, plainly and clearly, "What were you doing?"
"Looking for Killer Robot" came his reply to me, the Killer Robot. He failed to realize I was talking to him. He failed to realize I was even in the car.
I'm feeling very good about my future, controlled by someone who can get lost in a (very small) parking lot, next to a car he's ridden in many times, running, that he was told he would be riding in to lunch, with two grown men (or women) banging on the windows and screaming his name loudly, and who didn't realize, upon his entry to the car, that he was carrying on a conversation with the person he was looking for. Yes, I'm feeling very good.
Thursday, May 3, 2007
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3 comments:
Please god tell me that you don't work for a certain Lakeland based company that I own stock in. My entire retirement is riding on my stock. This is very scary! Kind of like living a Dilbert comic strip...
I've got one word for you anonymous: DIVERSIFY.
Dear anonymous,
Please don't worry about your stocks. The Killer Robot loves his company - it's his immediate surroundings that may drive his ranting tendencies. Also, stupid people.
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