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Thank you for your input Mr Brittas........Alongside "There's no 'I' in team".
Thank you for your input Mr Brittas........Alongside "There's no 'I' in team".
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"Team work makes the dream work." - Fortunately the person who said it was taking the piss. Unfortunately several clowns thought he was being serious and used it for a while.Together
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‘I thought we’d start off with a fun little game to get to know each other’I have used that on more than one occasion.
Nothing boils my piss more at work than 'team building' exercises.
‘Stand up and say something positive you want to achieve today. Anyone agrees can stand up too’‘I thought we’d start off with a fun little game to get to know each other’
‘I’ve got work to do’
It has always been quite clear to me that the CEO holds the purse strings on transfers. Soriano has moved on to CFG business and Berrada has stepped up. Cannot imagine why anybody would think differently.Nice to see Stuart Brennan reporting in the MEN today, regarding exactly what I said last week that Txiki does NOT control the purse strings when it comes to tranfers, but is monitored and regulated by Omar Berrada.
I`ll await for some humble pie eaters to come forward and apologise ... but I wont hold my breath.
My contact who told me this deserves a big thank you also.
Aha, City's motto from some days past."There's no f in team"
Yep, the old training course bollocks like "kiss" "keep it simple stupid" and "don't sell the sausage, sell the sizzle" ffs, those cunts were paid fortunes to spout that shite, all of them complete fucking chancers, never, ever, took anything away from courses other than a hangover.One of the most fucking stupid sayings in the known universe.
Yup! Best one I ever witnessed was up in Glasgow when the young consultant, recently recruited from Oxford, started going round the 25 of us to answer 'What do you expect to get at the end of this course?'.. by the time it had got a third of the way around the horseshoe, all of the options had been used up, everyone thinking 'What the f*ck new can I add?'.. eventually, the last guy was Old Bill, a gnarled, cynical Glaswegian who sucked on his false teeth, adjusted his glemps and said 'Whit do ah expect tae get at the end o' this course? I'll tell ye.. another bloody big, thick folder to stick up in the loft..' Cue whole room collapsing in laughter..Yep, the old training course bollocks like "kiss" "keep it simple stupid" and "don't sell the sausage, sell the sizzle" ffs, those cunts were paid fortunes to spout that shite, all of them complete fucking chancers, never, ever, took anything away from courses other than a hangover.