Management Courses
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An old boss of mine, who was also a mate, went on a management course and came back with a lovely tale.

After the first day, all of the managers on the course were told to go out and fool someone that night. Be someone else. Convince somebody that you were something you weren't. (Aside: and I've no idea why. Perhaps it was to get them used to the fact that, as managers, they'd have to get used to lying. But I digress)

So they all had dinner (it was a residential course in a hotel) and went on their mission to fake it. A couple of blokes turned American, put on a lousy accent and fooled some locals into thinking they were Texan oil tycoons. Another guy nicked some roses from reception and tried to flog them in the restaurant to couples. That worked - he was hustled away by two burly porters and kicked up the arse. My mate Ken was particularly inventive. He stood in the lift and posed as the lift operator - he even made twenty quid in tips so he was sorted.

But there was one bloke on the course who didn't seem interested. He went straight from dinner and parked himself at the bar and proceeded to see how much he could rack up on his expense account.

So next day dawns and the next seminar starts. The lecturer asked people to stand up and recount how they'd faked it the previous evening. All was going well until the door swung open and the guy who'd been at the bar all night staggered in. He looked terrible. Bloodshot eyes, hungover to fuck and a fat lip.

"Well Mr X" boomed the lecturer "And who did you manage to convince you were something you're not?

"The barmaid" he grinned "I convinced her I was a nice guy and would respect her in the morning...."


Cheers
( Legless Mister Stabby - shanks for the memory, Sat 12 Jul 2008, 12:49, Reply)