On the same trip to the Isle of Man mentioned in the last posting, I had a team meeting. One of the team, Tony-Blog, worked with me at two of my previous companies where he was often called "Frodo". This was due to him being somewhat height challenged and portly, giving more than a passing resemblance to the famous Hobbit.
Somehow it slipped out during the team meeting during an unguarded moment that this was his nick-name. He took it well acknowledging the truth.
Then he slipped up badly. he went on to tell me that his fingers are now much bigger than when he was married. As a result, he cannot wear his wedding ring on his finger anymore.
"I wear it on a chain around my neck." he confided.
"Hang on!" I said quite loudly (well, loudly enough for all the team to hear).
I continued, "You are nick-named "Frodo" and you wear a gold ring on a chain around your neck???"
Somehow it slipped out during the team meeting during an unguarded moment that this was his nick-name. He took it well acknowledging the truth.
Then he slipped up badly. he went on to tell me that his fingers are now much bigger than when he was married. As a result, he cannot wear his wedding ring on his finger anymore.
"I wear it on a chain around my neck." he confided.
"Hang on!" I said quite loudly (well, loudly enough for all the team to hear).
I continued, "You are nick-named "Frodo" and you wear a gold ring on a chain around your neck???"
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