“Sorry, I can’t do this any more!” “What do you mean you can’t do this anymore? What is THIS, you can’t do?” “Umm…” “I really think you need to cut back on watching the soap opera’s and reality TV shows and get back to work.” “Ummm…” “Ummmm….what? Jerry? I have no idea what you are
Eddy was whining again, Mary just wasn’t having it this time. He had fallen off his bike again and Mary was tired of constantly having to toss him back on again. “What is wrong with you? This is meant to be fun, I am out of here!” Mary picked up her bike and just as
Henry was awoken for the umpteenth time by the sound of metal grazing upon metal. He tried to block it out by pressing his palms against his ears. It didn’t work, he frustratedly yanked his duvet and covered his head, pulling out one pillow from under his head and smothering himself with it. No luck.
I was on my way to the supermarket, when a gentleman passed me with a t- shirt which had a message on it which made me laugh, but it had some truth to it; “Don’t grow up, it’s a trap!” By the time I was 15 years old I thought I had it all figured
“You are slim fit now, I see, oki med chiemo?” Aluoch shrugged and sighed as she peeled the plate off the table to serve herself. She had lost her appetite. Her Aunt Jane had been giving her back handed compliments all afternoon. She stole a glance at her Mother with the, “I told you so,”
And no, this is not about a lousy vision statement. This is about building the blueprint for your business operations and solutions which is guided by an entire culture. This is knowing your end from your beginning. This is knowing you will build a culture of space tourism, when all you have in your hand