One fine day:
Super Boss: Hi Issac. There’s this interesting new project I want to involve you with. It’s going to be very exciting. It could probably be the best learning you’ve had thus far in HT. It’s blah blah blah blah…. Let me know what you think of it.
Me: Umm…Well… Err… Actually I don’t think I’m the right guy for this. I mean, I don’t think this interests me enough.
Super Boss: Oh ok. Good day
Me: Good day…
Another fine day:
Super Boss: I think you should do a stint in this new department. It’s going to be very unique and challenging and will give you an insight into this aspect of business.
Me: Umm…Well…Err… I don’t think I’m keen to do this. But…
Super Boss: Ah… it’s ok. Good day.
Me: Good day.
Another, another fine day, in office:
Friend: You wanna play on the terrace?
Me: Oh yeah, but didn’t we lose the football we last used?
Friend: I got a new one today.
Me: Let’s go…
So we went playing on the terrace. I was leading 9-5 in the game and the football fell off the terrace.
On my super boss’s head.