Stupid

And now, one of my inspirational quotes:

"Hellre två romflaskor i njuren än Rolf Lassgård i buren"

transl. "The rum flasks the better"

Chaos at the company

No one could say who had ordered the whale. But someone had. I stood there with a signed form, unreadable as it was, clearly giving us the ownership of this two ton colossus. And there it lay, lodged in between two rows of cubicles, sedated and hopelessly in the way.

"How are we supposed to work with a whale in the office?" someone shouted.

Included with the whale were two trainers, keeping the huge thing sleeping; two attendants, keeping the whale wet and feeding it with some sort of liquid nutrition. None of them seemed capable of uttering a single word in English. Together with the papers claiming ownership was a small package containing. As our receptionist had received it, he had found a small rubber figurine portraying a smiling cartoon killer whale, with the text "my first whale" on a plaquer on the side. There was a small button on the side of it, which made the cartoon whale dance and sing the song "Northern Whale" by The good, the Bad and the Queen. The joke was almost as stupid as the whole situation.

"Our current budget clearly doesn't support a whale", someone said, clutching his forehead.

Strangely enough, the creature was all paid for and neither the keepers nor the trainers seemed to expect any sort of payment, as long as they were allowed to do their job.

The whale had been there before anyone arrived in the morning. I arrived late, as usual, not having woken up properly in the morning. I was bull-rushed by shouting businessmen the second I entered the building, none of them speaking sense. My cell phone lay forgotten on my table and no one had been able to contact me. Our lead economist approached me as I headed towards the escalators. She was clearly shaken and didn't seem to know where to start.

"Sir, we have a ... situation" she said, taking of her glasses and looking very serious.