Sugar Shack

Each year our department plans an outing to sugar shack. And each year, the tray carried by the nice waitresses contains a first class ticket to heart attack. With its plentiful offerings of saturated fat combined with maple syrup based goodies no one will be able to escape.
The turn up is a healthy mix of new faces, been there done that old timers, family and people who are their to enjoy good friends. So much opportunity for a dynamic range of conversations.

Although still uncomfortable, I am sure that years from now, I’ll savor these small talks with my manager. Analyzing whether or not I can understanding what he’s feeling, when the interest of my subordinates are completely out of whack with that which I consider normal. When that anything I said will be politely replied with a small nod.

On the flip side, I get to have fun with my new co-workers. Sending a wide spectrum of different topics and different probes, from giving cold shoulder to out of whack questions. Sadly, the most interesting person always shows up near the end. I guess like me, she’s been working the table so to speak. Danny is the wife of one of our regional sales managers. Despite having given birth to a young boy, she still looked young and athletic, but that’s not the most interesting part about her.

She’s able to hold a long conversation with a wide range of topics. I was especially impressed with her detailed knowledge in them. Showing that she’s not just a good talker, but she actually participates in life.

I think, this is what I want to find.