The arrival of this mysterious message from Pepi, Human Resources, summoned to a conference on "Knowledge and Coexistence " of the company, was the beginning of everything. We were pioneers, several groups had already lived the experience, but this time was different. The message said: "The group activity is held outdoors, it is advisable to wear comfortable clothes and do not mind that stain, and if you want and you can use swimsuit dare you. " And this was disturbing me ...
In vain did my message to elicit information Pepi: "Hello Pepi: I'd like to know what you mean with the clothes: Will be able to wash afterwards or you may be spoiled? greetings. " Impossible, it was a tomb. So, I became convinced that it would "open season" for the use of the hotel pool and have some evidence on the dynamics of groups that need a volunteer to get into the pool. Although the idea that my colleagues see me in a bikini I was unattractive, (everybody knows that the first bath Summer is a bit traumatic) got into my bag one. Then I thought, it was better to get two, and later that it was no carry bikini without wearing a towel, a bag and a sundress.
Once there during lunch, they told us pusiésemos the "casual." I must clarify that, "casual shoes" was silent. I kept with my strategy know more about the uncertain future that awaited us and asked if he had to Pepi towel. "I do not think, but just in case take her." Nothing, no way. So, I decided to wear a bikini under your clothes and put in the bag towel, bikini Replacement and sundress, with risk of ending up looking foolish sovereign, it was the only one who had.
Our activities were a "gymkhana" in the canoeing club Aranjuez, near the River. I, who never imagined that I had brought platform sandals, all suitable for walking on the banks of a river. I thought if I hooked a tick and gave me a fever of those lousy, at least, be considered an occupational disease and decided to "bite the bullet."
Everything was perfect until he had to ride in the canoe. They took a lot of life-saving vests and I changed me face. Do not worry, you have to do much the Indian for tipping the canoe!, Said one monitor. The problem was that of India, and we were! The theme of the game that was. I hesitated between the colors of the jackets had, but finally I chose one practice and adult life jackets, the last remaining, although it was wet. Going to get into the canoe, when I had a vision of myself swimming in the river with those sandals and decided to take them off.
Well ... whole group in their jobs ... Wait! At the last minute, we added a crew member. It was the Indian Chief Antúnez, director of human resources willing to coordinate efficiently. "Come on! Faster! Do you torcéis! Come! ... Should be addressed to the canoe! "At the turn of the trail, great idea:" Let's make a run "(big mistake! ..) Very well, then there we prepared together with our partners looking as if were crazy, ahead of a canoe to another, growing increasingly ... until ... suddenly ... appears across the bank branch left and we will direct it my God. Some say that at a time like this you spend your life from beginning to end, but I could only think of the wedding that was that Saturday and that if the industry would cross my face to look like "the Christ of the Lanterns." Or more sophisticated makeup would get me out of this. I tried to dodge it by pressing my face into the body of my friend getting ready to suffer the impact ... but ... oddly, the impact was not against the branch, if not, against the water! With my vest "adult", fell into the water like a cat, not wet my head, like a buoy. Despite the cloudy water and soupy (it was still June), which worried me slightly, I felt immensely happy my face had not been damaged! I was saved for reading with your head held high, at the wedding!
Once the initial euphoria, we began to assess the damage, my partner Leticia, in an act of survival, had to choose between saving and flat shoes or glasses, even though the glasses are a unique design, saved the manoletinas! Because ... dear colleagues, at this critical moment, the material is irrelevant. Carlos opened his wallet, which could see a picture of their children and a few bills, dripping ... And worse! The face of trouble on a monitor, bailing water and NEVER saying something had happened.
the end, each and every one of the forecasts I made, I served for something. Come on, that had there been a award for "Best meiga" I would have taken me no doubt.
In vain did my message to elicit information Pepi: "Hello Pepi: I'd like to know what you mean with the clothes: Will be able to wash afterwards or you may be spoiled? greetings. " Impossible, it was a tomb. So, I became convinced that it would "open season" for the use of the hotel pool and have some evidence on the dynamics of groups that need a volunteer to get into the pool. Although the idea that my colleagues see me in a bikini I was unattractive, (everybody knows that the first bath Summer is a bit traumatic) got into my bag one. Then I thought, it was better to get two, and later that it was no carry bikini without wearing a towel, a bag and a sundress.
Once there during lunch, they told us pusiésemos the "casual." I must clarify that, "casual shoes" was silent. I kept with my strategy know more about the uncertain future that awaited us and asked if he had to Pepi towel. "I do not think, but just in case take her." Nothing, no way. So, I decided to wear a bikini under your clothes and put in the bag towel, bikini Replacement and sundress, with risk of ending up looking foolish sovereign, it was the only one who had.
Our activities were a "gymkhana" in the canoeing club Aranjuez, near the River. I, who never imagined that I had brought platform sandals, all suitable for walking on the banks of a river. I thought if I hooked a tick and gave me a fever of those lousy, at least, be considered an occupational disease and decided to "bite the bullet."
Everything was perfect until he had to ride in the canoe. They took a lot of life-saving vests and I changed me face. Do not worry, you have to do much the Indian for tipping the canoe!, Said one monitor. The problem was that of India, and we were! The theme of the game that was. I hesitated between the colors of the jackets had, but finally I chose one practice and adult life jackets, the last remaining, although it was wet. Going to get into the canoe, when I had a vision of myself swimming in the river with those sandals and decided to take them off.
Well ... whole group in their jobs ... Wait! At the last minute, we added a crew member. It was the Indian Chief Antúnez, director of human resources willing to coordinate efficiently. "Come on! Faster! Do you torcéis! Come! ... Should be addressed to the canoe! "At the turn of the trail, great idea:" Let's make a run "(big mistake! ..) Very well, then there we prepared together with our partners looking as if were crazy, ahead of a canoe to another, growing increasingly ... until ... suddenly ... appears across the bank branch left and we will direct it my God. Some say that at a time like this you spend your life from beginning to end, but I could only think of the wedding that was that Saturday and that if the industry would cross my face to look like "the Christ of the Lanterns." Or more sophisticated makeup would get me out of this. I tried to dodge it by pressing my face into the body of my friend getting ready to suffer the impact ... but ... oddly, the impact was not against the branch, if not, against the water! With my vest "adult", fell into the water like a cat, not wet my head, like a buoy. Despite the cloudy water and soupy (it was still June), which worried me slightly, I felt immensely happy my face had not been damaged! I was saved for reading with your head held high, at the wedding!
Once the initial euphoria, we began to assess the damage, my partner Leticia, in an act of survival, had to choose between saving and flat shoes or glasses, even though the glasses are a unique design, saved the manoletinas! Because ... dear colleagues, at this critical moment, the material is irrelevant. Carlos opened his wallet, which could see a picture of their children and a few bills, dripping ... And worse! The face of trouble on a monitor, bailing water and NEVER saying something had happened.
the end, each and every one of the forecasts I made, I served for something. Come on, that had there been a award for "Best meiga" I would have taken me no doubt.
Some blamed Isidoro Antúnez of what happened. It seems that having someone standing in the back of the boat, dodging a large branch, is incompatible with it stays afloat. I, uneducated naval, I can not say in the matter. What if I say is: in a business project, in which there is a working group composed of multidisciplinary staff (eight rowers) from all directions of the company, with an ambitious goal (being the first), which sticks upside unexpected (and therefore), wasting resources (rowing) to follow him, being inaccessible their place of work (canoe), and immersed in a hostile environment future black (rather than black, green. Tajo Verde) where you feel helpless Something will have to say about the Human Resources Director! (Come on, tell me.)
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