"Are you hurt, Daddy?" my little girl asked me when she woke up this Friday morning. She was referring to the wound on my right ankle which I got last Thursday morning. I told her that Daddy's hurt but didn't further elaborate. I was actually hurt emotionally, a result of a Thursday meeting. Who wouldn't be, our team was supposed to win 7 out of 10 individual and group awards but now they are changing the rules of the game (two months after the buzzer has sounded) so that the awards will be equally spread among other groups. So much for a consistent whole year performance.
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