(Sports and drinks don't mix; I avoid that and started this week by going easy on the alcohol. Sunday had me pretty tired: I'd gone straight to Kay's birthday party on Friday and of course taken my sister along to that much-anticipated wine'n cheese gathering: good wine, good wine indeed so neither of us had a headache. But given the sheer amount of Barolo and Shiraz, if spread out and enveloped by rich foods, my liver for the rest of the weekend was as overworked as I'd been these past weeks.)
At any rate, I didn't really want to lose the last taste of today's lunch on my tongue: The youngest one of our bosses invited our team, including my gamer colleague & aforementioned ian, to lunch as a little thank-you gesture after many inconveniently timed hours, so I presented via email a choice of three restaurants. Sure, one of them was gourmet Japanese (alas rarely ever majority-able) and the third one was a famous wine restaurant (not...ideal for lunch); still they were all heartfelt, palate-felt suggestions. Now, ian was too junior to have an opinion, the other junior likes food too much to have an opinion -- good boy -- and my gamer colleague eventually gave up, claiming he was collecting points against me for our next face-off.
Our youngest boss let us thus hash it out and, walking down to the square with its fancy restaurant, smirked at me.
him: Well played, by the way, presenting precisely these choices.
moi: Ah, you mean the Japanese and the wine house...
him: ...as throwaway offers, yeah. Versus the favoured and acceptable option.
moi: C'mon. You're paying good money to have us attend these Soft Skills workshops, Negotiation 101 and such. Be proud we're integrating them so well into everyday business and pleasure both!
We all did enjoy the food, then. Mmh, essence of quail with thyme breadlets, and then the sea bream on vegetable triangles with a dash of spinach mousse...
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