[I had a chuckle at work today… after that whole Bulldog thing… where all my superiors and team leaders decided that I’m the BULLDOG of the Department.

They have all these silly competitions at our work. God knows the rubbish they can think up. Some young (and very attractive!!) white girls at our work are part of a thing called “change management”. Its all very serious… but it makes me smile… They came up with the idea for a competition to look for LEADERS. So they set up a ballot box where people can vote, and they gave out lovely voting forms telling people to vote for ANYONE whom they thought was a LEADER.

I smiled, as best a Bulldog can, when the pretty young lady came and handed me my form. I thought she was beautiful! And then when my dearest had given me the form I took one glance at it, and threw it straight into my rubbish bin without giving it a second thought! As a rule, I don’t “play our silly corporate games”. These people wouldn’t know what a leader was if one came and kicked them in the face! So I voted for no one – though I must admit, that there are 3 Afrikaans supporters of my website at my work, all men, who I *DO* regard as leaders. They’re the real thing – strong, determined men who don’t take anyone’s crap. But I wouldn’t vote for any of them in these silly corporate games. In a sense, I regard that as child’s play. Real men don’t play stupid butt-kissing games – in my view. None of us will rise in the corporate world because we’re too damned direct. But that’s quite fine. We have our integrity in tact.

Anyhow… one of my bosses, a coloured/Malay fellow, who is about 2 ranks above me… was walking around, day after day, openly telling the people in his department to vote for HIM! (He fancies he is a leader! I won’t say what I think.)

We have one young Muslim who works in our Department, and I actually have quite a bit of respect for him because he works hard, is very bright and actually does some very good work. He used to be very cocky when he first came there over a year ago. He was a smug, arrogant little bugger… but I had an “encounter” or two with him… and that sorted him out. Then he learned to respect me, and thereafter, we actually got along well.

So today, when this boss-fellow was talking to him, he dropped another of his not-so-subtle hints for the young Muslim (they’re both Muslims actually) to vote for him as a LEADER.

But to my surprise I heard the young Muslim respond to the boss-Muslim by saying, “I think I’ll vote for Jan!”

I never take part in these things, and I would *NEVER* ask people to vote for me. Its just not my style. I completely ignore these types of things. But it made me smile when I overheard the young Muslim say that. He said it right in the senior Muslim’s face. It made me chuckle quietly to myself. Jan]