Wednesday, 9 March 2011

Things you just never imagine growin' up in the 'ville...


And a good evening to you from across the globe after another GREAT DAY in the Mother Country. Today was a long one for Sammy the Bull and Muffin Puffin, as JT left the office at 8:15 with chubby hubby following behind about 8:45. But hey - I got to party with my peeps on the Optimal4HR Governance Call, so truly all was right with the world. All the same, Wild Card - we should talk about mixing up that time slot...just sayin'...

So today I had 2 of those moments where I just couldn't help but think "how did I get from 1087 (now 1095) Cain Mill Rd to here?" Let's tackle each in turn...

1. Let's be honest - every single person reading this blog is SHOCKED that I haven't been fired from Corporate America yet. For that matter, 98% of you are shocked that I haven't been caned yet, and 96% can't believe I've actually managed to shave more than once a week since moving to Asia. I will say that around 99.7% of you expected the wrinkly clothes, so at least I'm meeting expectations there.

In all that time pretending I know what the hell I'm talking about, I've been given many a business card to distribute bearing my "credentials" and title. However, never in my WILDEST DREAMS did I ever think the kid who recited Rikki-Tikki Tavi a million times or practiced the "Old Fashioned Values" speech for Modern Woodmen until his mom's ears bled would ever have a business card WRITTEN IN MANDARIN. Seriously - I CAN'T READ MY OWN BUSINESS CARD. This is a new pinnacle of Boondoggedness. Hitman, Wild Card, Old School Cool - someone please notify the Deuce that he's been trumped.

2. We had our Asia Pacific HR town hall today. Now I will confess that I'm not normally one to attend these functions. However, as the REST OF THE FLOOR attended this one, I would have been rather conspicuously absent. So we go to sit down, and the teleconference screen has about 12 window open, each with a city name below it. And then it hits me that I am sitting on a call with people from Sydney (Fizzy, I saw a conference room THAT I WILL SIT IN BEFORE IT'S ALL SAID AND DONE), Toyko, Beijing, Jakarta, Manila, Hong Kong, Taipei, Bangkock, and several other destinations. I couldn't help but laugh and think "This is a long way from learning to type semicolons in Mrs. Cobb's 6th grade related arts class." Funny ole' world, ain't it? All the same, I'd still kill for a Skidz pizza with a Mountain Dew and a few quarters to play Rygar. Ahhh, the memories...

In sporting news, Sammy the Bull logged 50 minutes on the bike tonight, covering 24 KM's amidst continued (and perhaps even more painful) soreness. I'm doing a long run tomorrow, and I think my skeletal frame might actually collapse. Who's excited for 15K on either a treadmill or in 100% humidity? THIS GUY...

Okay, that's all the news that's fit to print. Chat tomorrow!


Sam and Jenny


  1. Sammy - I have no control over the time of meetings...just sayin. I do however, have the ability to tell the Deuce he's been outdone :)

  2. Well, I reckon 1 out of 2 ain't bad. And besides, if I had to pick, I'd rather have you deliver that message anyway... :-)