No one can be that shallow! Can they?

On the way to pick up some documents

It is coming. It is almost here. It is omnipotent.

Alas, the silly season is nearly upon us and is usually heralded by the steady increase in the mean temperature; corporate invitations to join the christmas party committee; annual reviews and performance meetings; and the stringing of christmas decorations in department stores.

I deride the silly season - earmarked by silly mistakes, ill decisions and disasterously made choices.

It is the time of the year where full body waxes, bronzing lotion and frantic gym workouts make perfect logic. Where copulous amounts of alcohol at corporate events and a laisse faire work attitudes are totally acceptable. Where forgetting to buy a christmas present or selecting the wrong gift is totally unacceptable. Where being white, pasty and flabby is just wrong.

I deride the silly season. Everyone makes those mistakes, decisions and choices. Even life changing choices are made: marriage proposals, applications for the baby bonuses, new car options and holiday destinations.

For some, they escape the heat and silliness by flocking to the cooler northern hemisphere, like what I did, but for others, they flock to the coast where there is an inextinguishable flame only soothed by the lappings of the sea.

As part of that silliness, some people even decide to permantly live out their holidays; they decide to live abroad, a decision I couldn't afford, or seek a sea change in their life.

And a sea change is exactly what I have chosen. As part of that, I have resigned from my current position to examine choices as wide as the ocean.

They say the world is your oyster and I like mine swimming in champagne. Life is short, don't settle for sparkling chardonnay when you are offerred vintage champagne.

So my sea change will involve me starting work at a new place on the otherside of the harbour and will be setting up residence at JP Morgan.

posted by tykang @ 10/14/2005 03:40:00 PM