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Strategies & Market Trends : Winter in the Great White North -- Ignore unavailable to you. Want to Upgrade?

To: Davy Crockett who wrote (1357)	8/29/2001 12:13:17 AM
From: ralfph	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 8273

It is amazing how far the inept and truly foolish can climb. I once arrived to start work with a new principal who announced at the beginning of the school year "I have the time table completed.........except for the grade tens." This was delivered by a guy who phoned each staff member :of which I was one ;during the summer to announce his arrival, that he would be doing a report on them and by the way how much Amway would you wish to buy from him. He was wearing a lime green polyester jacket with brown suede arm patches glued on the elbows.A cheap sweater ,off white,a chain pattern traveling down the front and those big woven leather buttons . The color can best be described as dirty sheep.The pants where checkered white and light brown .One pant leg rode on top of his sock, the other pant leg hung down over the sock. The socks where mismatched and a dark brown , almost black and they where sitting in some nondescript sandles. Topping this whole mad arrangement of clothes (that I can only describe as bag lady elite) was a dirty ascot. Honest to god this guy took himself seriously and was convinced he was styling. He then went on to announce that there would be only three classes a day and that he had spent the summer researching thousands of schools and had found this to be the best time table. The staff did not say a word. Me? I looked at the staff then looked at this apparition in front of me and started to laugh. Buy the time I got to the door there was tears running down my face , as I did the best I could to keep my mouth shut ,by the time I was in the hall I could hardly stand. I left the building howling. What got me was not one staff member said a word or even questioned this guy. It was like being in a grand farce and I was the only guy who understood that.Not only that I new he was going to get away with it. And he did. That night I got a phone call from the superintendent and the dance began. And boy did I have to dance. Three years later the principal has his contract renewed and the following year he is bought out for the price of what remained of his contract(2 years salary ) Now here is the punch line . Within weeks of being fired he was picked up to be the principal of a private school. I new from the moment of that first meeting that he would land on his feet. Just as I am sure that he is at this moment out there someplace twenty years later screwing up everything in his path. Life in the theater of the absurd ralfph