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Find The Boots

Rantings from a few corporate types about life, technology, travel, guns, politics, and everything good in the world.

Be Careful with Them Boots

Thursday, July 13, 2006

This story comes from "Mr. D" and makes you think about how creative you're getting when charging lunch to the company...

I took a staff member out to an extremely expensive Brazillian steak place style lunch the other day as a reward for the hours he'd been putting in. The company is fine with picking up a lunch tab once in a while, but we managed to run up a tab that would have been more appropriate for four fat people than two normal sized pudgy middle aged guys. Plus the wine.

I IM'd the employee and asked for "names of people that had lunch with us." He responded with "Mr. L is someone I know that is an expert in Machine Insertion layout [Ed: what the h*ll is that?], use him."

Turned in the expense report and my VP gives me a call to ask "How do you know Mr. L?" Turns out, my VP, who is on the other side of the country, met Mr. L on a bike ride through France 10 years ago and became friends...

Freaking atheletes, don't trust or work for them. Stick with the gluttons and boozers - they have things to hide too. Plus they know good places to eat.

The good news is that the expense report got paid and we all learned a lesson from Mr. D's mistake.


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