Dinner Time at the Office...again

Classic case of ‘cut off your nose to spite your face’ phenomenon


Every night, at 5pm sharp, begins the most important discussion of the day for analysts:

‘What's for DINNER??'

Typically, this involves multiple conference calls and group emails.

Analyst 1: What do we want for dinner?

Analyst 2, 3, 4: Lets stick to the Thai place.

Analyst 1: I am tired of that place

(Analyst 1 is dropped from chain. Radical thought is frowned upon.)

Analyst 2: Analyst 1 is annoying me. Let's get Thai anyways.

What to order and how much of it is also an exercise that tests the analytical prowess of analysts. The key is to find that magic balance between maxing out the daily allowable limit and quantity of food. Each night, gorging on takeout occurs. 'Must spend daily limit...must stick it to the institution.'
Wow. Rebel.
This also leads to the chronic problem of 'Pants...don't...fit...Can't...breathe.."

The really Smart Analysts will use their allowances for some vodka and cyanide. The lack of suicides proves that the Smart Analyst is an elusive creature.

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