Can not in the world of me understand why people love to crib and crib and crib and use all the nice swear words learnt since they stopped sucking their thumbs, but can't seem to get anything across when asked to walk the podium. Ok, agreed , if there are a 1000 spectators waiting for the show, I will get the goose bumps too for the first 2.5 seconds, but then, one needs to perform, right? Especially, when one has been so instrumental in freely disseminating info about the various goof-ups (euphemistic, here) that have been happening thanks to a wonderful and supportive and intelligent (oh, please let me stop here!!) higher up who has continually ensured that his team and also the branch at large gets to appreciate hell better by the day and even looks forward to moving there permanently.. no wait, am diggressing here. What I want to say is they that crib the most all the time are the ones that choose to stay mum, or no, they did speak .. ahem, gulp, ah ah, yes, true, rite, ya things were bad then, but sorted out now...you get the idea?
But then things will never get sorted out and life will continue to be the same and soon we shall be looking up at those birds that were once our clients flying up, and away and away...
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