Friday, January 25, 2008

THE WORKAHOLIC

Competition is tough, and things like quality time away from work are almost non-existent. In fact, you'd find people staring at their computers late into the night just to get that nasty report to sound nice so that no one throws a rotten egg at them the next day. Ok, maybe I'm exaggerating a bit.

Anyway, this story was shared by one of my colleagues the other day when we were waiting for a meeting to begin (somewhere in the late evening)

In December 2006, this guy's son was born. Having worked till about 7 he rushes off to the hospital to see his wife and new baby. Excited and (most probably) distraught at the time, he had asked the nurse which tank his wife was in instead of which ward/bed.

(We work in a paint manufacturing company, and our products are made in tanks, so whenever we are asked to investigate problems the first question asked is always 'which tank'?) And I may also add that the reason why I'm blogging about such a lame story (it was funny at that time!) is because I promised myself that I'll blog more this year.

6 comments:

  1. Which tank...now that's taking your work home with you!

    ReplyDelete
  2. Wow. He was definitely distracted.

    ReplyDelete
  3. I totally understand that. It's the panic. Under extreme stress I once forgot my own name at the moment where I had to introduce myself to another person. I can't imagine how loopy they thought I was.

    ReplyDelete
  4. travis: that's true...

    thethinker: i guess... I heard that the nurse actually looked at him in surprise

    aunty: oh dear! it's definitely no fun being stressed up...

    ReplyDelete
  5. I can see how that is funny. My other half works in a maternity ward in a hospital and I know she'd have told me, "so some guy walks in today and asks me which tank his wife is in."

    And yes, I approve of your notion to blog more. Indeed.

    ReplyDelete
  6. Yea, I guess the nurse would have had something funny to share that day...

    ReplyDelete