Jun
10
2007
How I started my week
This just happened a couple of hours ago and I’m still absentminded with the whole situation!
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Setting: My direct boss sitting behind her desk, with her boss sitting on one of the two chairs in front of her desk, crossing one leg over the other, his left bare foot on his right, talking while playing with the ugly toes of his ugly left foot with his ugly right hand, like there’s no tomorrow!
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I walk in with a big smile on my face.
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He stands up, pulls out the same right hand, that a moment ago was thoroughly unearthing the ugly stuff between his toes, and gives me a really firm hand shake, as if shaking the hand of his long-lost brother.
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Ever the talker, he asks me 7 or 8 questions – all different versions of ’How are you?’ – and I respond with 7 or 8 answers – all different versions of ’I’m fine thank you!’ – all while clinging on to my hand like a drowning man.
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After making sure I’m sincerely fine, and that he had successfully transferred every kind of a germ that could possibly exist between any two toes to my hand, he slowly loosened his grip and set my soul free.
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Now isn’t that just a wonderful way to start your week?!
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