Stepping on People and Grabbing My Ass

I went to a leadership training seminar over the weekend. I didn't really want to go because it meant having to forego my Saturday night RPG game. But I realized that this would be a good way to spend a weekend. It would be the last team building I'd have with my fellow supervisors. The fact that it was organized by the least liked person in the company didn't really make a difference.

So we did some tasks, got some stuff off our chest and managed to get some good food in the process. Some of the tasks were impossible - until we actually tried them. In which case, we realized that all we needed to do was pull our weights and get it done.

One of the tasks involved climbing a 20 foot wall with no ropes and no handholds. Pretty hard, especially since I had to depend on people to step on and pull me up. Never been so happy stepping on people and having my ass-grabbed by another guy.

Thought of some captions for the picture above.

• All hail the wise ass!
• We shall move him through the power of our mind.
• If he can get over the wall, we all can!
• Eeee! It's Brad Pitt! Someone grab his ass!

Okay, I've poked fun at myself enough. Time to stop making an ass of myself.

Brazil Brazil 2007

I got my Management Incentive Plan this last pay period along with some other supervisors. It's one of the reasons I decided to stay with the company for a little bit more. That along with the Kenneth Cole Reaction watch that I got earlier last month. I should have gotten it back in June but there was a problem with purchasing.

So, we went to Brazil Brazil at Fort Bonifacio. We pretty much packed the Honda City I brought. We were half afraid we would get pulled over for not using the seat belts on the front passenger side because 2 people were sitting there. Good thing we didn't have to go too far.

Brazil Brazil was the only place that was all-you-can-eat. They served a selection of grilled meats of different cuts and flavors. It was a vegetarian's nightmare. LOL Teejay was acting pretty tipsy by the time he was done. I think it was all the fat he ate that came with the meats.

During dinner, I realized that no matter how much we wanted to talk about everything else under the sun, work would always rear it's ugly head. I'm just glad it didn't turn out to be a ranting session even when we were having coffee. I might have said a lot of things on my mind right there and then. That would have been a remarkable way to end my career at PS.

Asking for a Clean Slate

It's funny how the people who end up doing the most damage are the same ones who ask to start over on a clean slate. News flash! That's just their way of not wanting to own up the shit they put you through.