My financial controller and I had a wedding anniversary this week. I won’t say which one, but I will tell you that I was born married.
She wanted to go out to dinner to celebrate. First, I told her we would have to hurry because the drive-thru window would have a line if we waited too long. That was the wrong answer. She insisted that going out to dinner means eating inside. I asked her to bring me something back. Again, that was the wrong thing to say.
I mentioned that our wedding vows said, "for better or worse." She reminded me that there was also a part about sickness and health and that my health was about to change.
I don’t think I’m ever going to learn.
PMO
©2012
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