My work starts at 8:30 am and end at 17 hundred hours.
The day before yesterday, i was called for a meeting at 4:30 pm, much to my shock and dismay. 6 people in the room, 2 of then never agrees with one another on anything. One cannot convince the other on anything. But since a decision had to be taken, either of the 2 gives in/up just because they don’t want to argue anymore. Of course, according to them, they r 'discussing'.
The meeting ended at 7:50 pm.
Am sure it would have ended at 5 if either one of the 2 didn’t attend the meeting.
Then I wondered, what was the point of all that bickering anyway.
Tuesday, February 06, 2007
lemons
My dad makes the best chicken biryani. On Sunday he asked me to go get a few lemons.
What was supposed to happen:
Hop on the bike.
Go to the groceries store.
Buy the lemons
Get back home
Put the bike keys in the living hall shelf.
Give dad the lemons.
What actually happened:
Hopped on the bike.
Went to the groceries store.
Bought the lemons
Got back home
Put the lemons in the living hall shelf.
Gave dad the bike keys.
grin.
What was supposed to happen:
Hop on the bike.
Go to the groceries store.
Buy the lemons
Get back home
Put the bike keys in the living hall shelf.
Give dad the lemons.
What actually happened:
Hopped on the bike.
Went to the groceries store.
Bought the lemons
Got back home
Put the lemons in the living hall shelf.
Gave dad the bike keys.
grin.
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