Take a moment and imagine, if you will, a tasty, unopened bag of Doritos. Cool Ranch, if that is your preference (as it is mine) or Nacho Cheese or whatever your favourite flavour may be.
Now imagine that unopened bag of tasty morsels is at your fingertips, just ready for you to rip it open and indulge. But...your fingers are broken. Both your hands are in plaster casts. All you can do is stare longingly at the unopened Doritos bag. You wish you had sufficient telepathic power to open the bag using your mind alone. But alas you cannot.
Now. For the bag of Doritos, substitute a 14-month full-pay severance package. And for your plaster cast hands, substitute JAW Fan trying to wrap up his job.
As Al Pacino might put it, every time he gets close, they pull him back in.
Instead of 30 November, it now appears that JAW's last day at the office will 31 January 2013.
Those Doritos were so close he could almost taste them. But they shall remain achingly on the shelf for two more months.
Last day of work: 31 January. Plane to Mexico: 1 February. That's barely enough time to pack his Speedo.
2 comments:
At this rate, my package will turn yellow before I ever get to take advantage of it...somewhat akin to the colour of Cool Ranch Doritos!
Knuckles Girlyskirt (I no longer go by that horrible old name - for fear of ending up on a no-fly list!)
hang in there, al/knuckles
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