This is a story my wife just told me.
About six months ago, they hired a fellow to be an executive. On their interoffice messaging system (it's a nation wide logistics company) they all have avatars of themselves.
Except the new guy. He is sporting a picture of Sean Connery.
Curious, my wife looks up his information in HR. He has a birthdate in 1995. So the gossip group starts going with my wife leading the way:
"Who hires this sort of person? Have we become that desperate? We hire a 26 year old Sean Connery fan as an executive to go around the country dealing with our customers? He can barely rent a car for crying out loud!"
So this morning, my wife has to call the office in Connecticut. (The lady up there works under my wife and they talk a lot.) The lady is in tears laughing. So my wife gives her a moment to regain her composure and this is the conversation:
Wife: So you OK? What's so funny?
Her: Ok, you remember what we thought about him? The 26 year old Sean Connery fan?
Wife: Yes. So?
Her: Well, I'm looking at his drivers license. Turns out there was a typo when HR entered his information. He wasn't born in 1995. He was born in 1955. I'll send you his picture.
*a few seconds later, the picture arrives. It's the spitting image of Sean Connery*
About six months ago, they hired a fellow to be an executive. On their interoffice messaging system (it's a nation wide logistics company) they all have avatars of themselves.
Except the new guy. He is sporting a picture of Sean Connery.
Curious, my wife looks up his information in HR. He has a birthdate in 1995. So the gossip group starts going with my wife leading the way:
"Who hires this sort of person? Have we become that desperate? We hire a 26 year old Sean Connery fan as an executive to go around the country dealing with our customers? He can barely rent a car for crying out loud!"
So this morning, my wife has to call the office in Connecticut. (The lady up there works under my wife and they talk a lot.) The lady is in tears laughing. So my wife gives her a moment to regain her composure and this is the conversation:
Wife: So you OK? What's so funny?
Her: Ok, you remember what we thought about him? The 26 year old Sean Connery fan?
Wife: Yes. So?
Her: Well, I'm looking at his drivers license. Turns out there was a typo when HR entered his information. He wasn't born in 1995. He was born in 1955. I'll send you his picture.
*a few seconds later, the picture arrives. It's the spitting image of Sean Connery*
