If I were a top brass officer and i recieved gifts and flowers on my birthday from everywhere under my command, i'll wonder about the junior guy who must have gone out to get these. What must he have felt while being tasked to arrange my gift. If the task was given on a weekend did it ruin his weekend or did it give him the opportunity to go out for my sake. If he was tasked on a working day, did he leave his office and go out. Was he happy or sad about it. Did he enjoy the opportunity to go out leaving everything aside to arrange my gift or was it a burden to him. Did he have to cancel some other plans for it. Did he curse me for having to miss his movie he had planned with a friend. Did he thank me for any other blessing in disguise.
I'd really ponder at my gifts, wishing they could tell me their stories, how they landed up here. Who selected them for me and what they went through for it. Anything hilarious or stupid that happened while they were being picked and gift wrapped for me.
And you know why i'd think of all this... coz i've been that junior guy buying the birthday gift for the top brass.
I'd really ponder at my gifts, wishing they could tell me their stories, how they landed up here. Who selected them for me and what they went through for it. Anything hilarious or stupid that happened while they were being picked and gift wrapped for me.
And you know why i'd think of all this... coz i've been that junior guy buying the birthday gift for the top brass.