To say or not to say……
Last week, the management of our company met for a strategic session out of the office in the lovely country side. In the evening we were sitting around a camp fire, in what I’d loosely describe as some bonding team effort.
We were lead by an external person, who helped us stay entertained as a group by asking group questions, telling jokes, singing songs etc. Sitting under a blanket, watching the fire, the stars above, the glowing faces of colleagues laughing and making smores , put me in a relaxed and comfortable mood. Work seemed far away.
“Ok, next is for the females but the males are free to join in too with the first thing that comes to your mind. You are a woman and one day you wake up and find yourself being a man. What is the first thing that comes to your mind?”
Before anybody else managed to say something I blurrted out: “What am I going to do with the other hand?”
Well, not quite. Having to work with these people the next day, I settled for the safer runner up “How drunk must I have been to get me into a mess like this?” which got me the female cheers and male ‘boos’.
And I vowed that in the next life, I won’t censor myself. As my friend Evyl has figured out a long time ago, life is too short not to be a freak.