Dear Reader, I'm back here. Start asking your pardon, because this week I want to tell you about a story that was told during a meeting. A story has been the president of the company I work for. He said he is very famous in Spain, a country of origin.
If you take a pan and put it on fire, you warm up well and then you put into a frog, it will jump.
If we now take the pan, you put inside the frog, then put the pan on the stove, the frog will not notice that the temperature varies and die.
Here, a story a little 'raw', but how would a dear friend who loves Spain, as hard as life, but that's not what I'm interested in history.
think dear reader that I wanted to dedicate a post all its own in this short story and instead for various reasons I decided to put in this column.
of the history I'm interested in the fact that the frog sees only the big changes, but not small ones, so that slowly, day after day is boiled.
This week I was asked to make a decision about my future and my career.
The decision is not trivial, I have two-way, and both have their pros and their cons. I was also given the opportunity to defer the decision until September, but then came the story of the frog, and then ...
I thought and thought, I asked for advice, and I'm back to thinking about it.
I put on the scales various aspects, which will then contain all the usual things. The pecuniary, which is vile and other times it is noble. How much is the search for a better quality of life, as the sacrifices made, what I'm willing to give up to get back a bit 'of time?
While doing all these thoughts and then thought how this was linked to the bad time that was spent last year? Perhaps it is true that not all evil comes to harm. Perhaps it has allowed me to give proper weight and value to things.
Now I have almost taken the decision. I still have a little doubt tied more to the corporate bureaucracy than anything else.
the week that say, half past and half in Milan in Alba, but with a touch of madness in the organization. Monday in Milan, then Tuesday, Wednesday and half day on Thursday at dawn and then again in Milan. It was a bit 'strange travel the road that takes me back home at a time so strange, lunch time.
of strange things there have been others. They always went to lunch with my colleague and the new head of the group when I dined at Alba. Tape them to speak of work and who are following the project, and I sat there I felt like a child when my mother took me with her to find some friend or relative. They talk about great things and I bored to death. In this case I was not bored but I still felt out of place. Instead
during lunch in Milan has always spoken work, but I felt more part of speech, I do not know. I knew a couple of new colleagues, I saw a couple of old ones. I also met the ogre, who seemed a little 'depressed. Want to see the new queen has replaced it in line?
I savor a bit 'old life of the office and I do not know, I have felt for a moment the lack of colleagues who have changed the road. It was a short step back in time with a window on the future, I do not know. I felt like having one foot in yesterday and one in tomorrow.
Well dear reader, this week went well and I do not know how it will be next.
Almost forgot, it looks like I'll have to pack for a while ', but for now The news is unofficial, so water in the mouth.
... chasing the sun ...
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