Legs: You ignore us…
Me: Why do you say that?
Head: They are right, since you bought that motorbike, you never use them anymore.
Legs: We were thinking about leave you…
Me: No, my God. I’ll do exercise, next week i’ll go to the gym.
Head: Do you want me to store that on “To do things” or we’ll be honest?
Me: You just focus on the road.
Head: We already arrive, that’s the place. There’s so much people.
And that’s how i arrive to that luxury restaurant. I was so nervous to be late that I arrived the first one.
Minutes later I greeted my partners and a waiter guided us to our table.
What a big table… and it’s on a platform higher tan the rest. Like a VIP zone or something like that. We have nice views.
Me: This place is pretty cool.
Head: We’re above of them… above all of them… greet you peasants! to Stefanus Tiberio II The Magnanimus!
Legs: ¡Ave Tiberio! jeje
Me: What’s wrong with you guys? don’t bother the customers.
Head: Look at their faces! Rejoice!
Me: What the hell are you saying…?
Head: Let’s look the menu.
Me: There’re many plates that i don’t know.
Head: Don’t worry about it, just enjoy, look at the starters.
Me: There are so many, and there is wine.
Our table was a big round table and to my left i had the human resources’ leader with whom i’ll have a nice talk.
HR boss: How are you? How did you feel these months working with us?
Me: Really good, i think this Company really have a nice work environment.
HR boss: I’m happy about that, that’s what CIM tries, not to be just another company and bla bla…
Head: Seems that she trusts us.
Me: That’s because she doesn’t know you… lucky us.
Head: Don’t you think you drink lot of wine? you don’t usually drink.
Me: I’m the one who less drink on this table. Don’t you think i can handle some wine?
Head: It’s not the same. People on this table can run a marathon if they want, specially those girls over there. You got exhausted only with that little run you did to catch the bus.
Me: … that calls explosive force.
Head: Of course.
Legs: Of course.
Me: Mmm… i’ll stop drinking wine.
Voice: But take some jam.
Me: Someone else join us today?
Voice: I’m your stomach. Take some jam, that plate is full of jam and you didn’t eat anything.
Me: This is it…
Head: What’s up stomach?
Stomach: Here i am… empty. I can’t enjoy with this boy.
Me: We have to wait for… i don’t know… The first plate? those are just the starters.
Stomach: Chill bro, i got this.
Me: No, you got nothing.
Head: I have here some files that says that you feel ill every time after you say “I have this under control”.
Stomach: Why do you have those files? Delete them. They are out of date.
Head: They are from last week… I have all registered.
Legs: We’ll start to move frantically from up and down… ok?
And that was how the dinner went on. A friendly meeting full of laughs, food and wine. And it finished, like all the good things, and it was time to go.
Stomach: Auuuuh… help…
Head: Files updated.
Stomach: Shut up…
CEO: Well guys, lets take a drink on that place ok?
Head: These people never stops! what a stamina.
Me: I think i’ll go, it’s a little late and i have to sleep for tomorrow.
Colleagues: Why!? just come with us a little more.
Head: Don’t be impolite. just go.
Legs: We’re not tired.
Me: Lets go then.
And we go. But “that place” was not a pub, it was a disco where all the CIM team decided to have fun.
Legs: Let’s do this!!
Stomach: My god please… stop.
Head: Lights! lot of lights! oh god this is your yam! let me search the lyrics.
Me: We have to dance stomach!
Head: I love christmas dinners. And tomorrow we’ll run 6 kms.
Legs: Yeah let… what?
And with some dance moves the christmas dinner go to his end. I retire myself with half of the team, but some brave partners continue the party. I went to sleep because in two days i’ll have some new experiences. i’ll run my first Company marathon.