“Don’t cry because it ended. Smile because it happened” – Dr. Suess
“Apologies may change a moment. Conviction is what changes people” – Imisi
Having started with “Lessons From The Future“, “A Hole In The Kite” and “Friend or Foe“, we wrap “In Thr33s” up here……….
Eagle1: Control, Control, come in for Eagle1!
Control: We read you, Eagle1! How’s your pay-load?
Eagle1: Can’t say I’m not nervous, but pay-load’s sitting pretty! Approaching runway with about half-tank. Stats look good. Please advice.
Control: In your shoes, I’d be nervous too. Runway cleared for high-profile landing. Please proceed.
Eagle1: Airbrakes in place; now deploying landing gear at 108 knots. Next update upon touchdown!
Control: Roger that!
………… screech screech ……………
Eagle1: Mayday Mayday. Craaater on runwaaaay. I’m losiiiing heeer!!!!!!
Control: Code–Red! Code–Red!! All units be advised; Eagle1 in runway distress. I repeat: Eagle1 has been knocked down! Fire–Services, Search–n–Rescue, get down there NOW! All EMTs, engage until Code–4. We cannot lose that bird!
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Conrad and MEO hit the crux after a typical exchange of loud pleasantries. They had been together long enough to know that “serious talk” usually meant serious talk. They quickly got down to business and Conrad reminded MEO of their last meeting with the GM and some project partners – the one in which the idea of temporarily cutting project funds was approved. MEO had been thinking about that meeting for a long time, but at the risk of sounding too money-conscious, had held his tongue. Now, the opportunity to talk had presented itself – but he still wasn’t sure what approach to employ. He chose, rather, to furrow his brow.
As they both exchanged worried looks, Conrad emphatically told MEO to erase the “temporary” part of that discussion because – according to him – such a move was hardly ever reversed in their company. “And he should know”, MEO thought, “afterall, he’s been here longer than I”.MEO’s mind raced back and forth, putting his life into pressured perspective. His life was at a crucial stage now, and reduction of funds was that last thing he needed. With all the plans for a lofty future with Yetunde still bouncing around in his head, he didn’t see much wrong with Conrad’s plan to delay the payment of contractors “for a short while” so as to “augment the situation” with interests on those sums. He would just tell his boss he was not yet satisfied with the quality of work; his Quality-Control certificate lending ready credence. Silence took charge as they both thought it over. It was a great plan – one that demanded some celebration. So, once again, the PS3 was called into action, accompanied, this time, by pizza (which Conrad had bought) and red-bull from his host’s over-efficient fridge.
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