Every now and then I need to ask good old King Kong a work related question. As you can imagine I try to avoid these situations, but every now and then it just needs to happen. About a week ago one of these moments came up. Of course I went down the line of communication forms that required the least amount of actual contact.
First I tried sending him an email, no response after a day of waiting. The next day I called his office, and left a message. Still no response after a day so I tried calling his cell phone and it immediately went to voice mail. I finally went walking around his office area to see if I could track him down.
When over in the gorilla mist sanctuary, I asked the Zookeeper if he had seen King Kong, immediately the Zookeeper looked very concerned. In a very somber voice he told me that Kong was out for the week. I asked him if everything was alright. The Zookeeper responded “Kong’s dog died the over the weekend.”
At first I felt sorry for Kong but then I thought about the situation. A grown man, who throws chairs at people, punches holes in walls, belittles employees during meetings, and uses year end performance reviews to yell at his staff, needed to take an entire week off to mourn his dog.
Because even the little kid from Old Yeller didn’t need a week of mourning to get over his dog that got rabies after fighting off a pack of wild boar to save the kid’s life, I throw rocks.
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