Overheard in Bankerland:
Capon : "I need you on a taskforce"
Banker Wanker : *die* "What about?"
Capon : "Blah blah blah blah..."
Banker Wanker : *puts on neutral-quick-you-are-boring-me look* *mind drifts off to Jessica Biel's pecs and wonder if she can crack pistachios with her ass*
Banker Wanker thinks that the word taskforce is so apt...its a group of underpaid mid level managers (with senior leadership supervision kononnya) assembled to carry out a task that is forced unto them.
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Am currently listening to Sarah Maclachlan's greatest hits album. Her music speaks to my soul. I like.
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Overheard in Bankerland,later on the same day:
--Sidekick : "Banker Wanker, we have what it takes..."
Banker Wanker : "To do what?"
Sidekick :"We have what it takes...."
Banker Wanker : "Ok..."
Banker Wanker tries to go into zen mode to decipher this mind boggling piece of zen-nery from Sidekick.
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We have what it takes to achieve many things in life and to gain many things in life. But sometimes, we either do not recognize it or are to afraid to take the first step on the path towards rainbow skies and hot mince pies. Instead we putter along ambivalently, never ever fulfilling ones potential, feeling jaded and not knowing why the years are passing so quickly and uneventfully. By the time you know it, 40 is just around the corner and all you have to show for is 2 decades of mediocrity, 2 dozen of missed opportunities, 2 mortgages with no end of repayment in sight, 2 aging labradors that looks as jaded as you and 2 pages of things to do before you are 40..all unchecked. Perhaps its the order of the universe, natural selection so to speak. The ones that can differentiate themselves from the pack will reap the fruits of their labour while the rest continue their existence so that there is representation in the 95% quartile of the bell curve, the median, normal, average....oh, how I hate these words and I suspect competitive, ambitious, high achieving souls like Sidekick would balk and would rather have an extra nipple than be called average. Personally, the extra nipple might be a turn on :), but hell don't ever be average. I refuse to....that's a start. Let's go...
Thursday, December 17, 2009
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