A sales rep, an administration clerk and their manager are
walking to lunch when they find an antique oil lamp. They
rub it and a genie comes out in a puff of smoke.
The genie says, "I usually only grant three wishes, so
I'll give each of you just one."
"Me first! Me first!" says the admin clerk. "I want to be
in the Bahamas, driving a speedboat, without a care in the
world." Poof! She's gone.
In astonishment, "Me next! Me next!" says the sales rep.
"I want to be in Hawaii, relaxing on the beach with my
personal masseuse and the love of my life." Poof! He's gone.
"Okay, you're up," the genie says to the manager. The
manager says, "I want those two back in the office after
lunch."
Moral of the story: Always let your boss have the first
say.
walking to lunch when they find an antique oil lamp. They
rub it and a genie comes out in a puff of smoke.
The genie says, "I usually only grant three wishes, so
I'll give each of you just one."
"Me first! Me first!" says the admin clerk. "I want to be
in the Bahamas, driving a speedboat, without a care in the
world." Poof! She's gone.
In astonishment, "Me next! Me next!" says the sales rep.
"I want to be in Hawaii, relaxing on the beach with my
personal masseuse and the love of my life." Poof! He's gone.
"Okay, you're up," the genie says to the manager. The
manager says, "I want those two back in the office after
lunch."
Moral of the story: Always let your boss have the first
say.
