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| Whats in your tucker bag, Comrade? |
Our chief nerd Comrade Carl Marks
was on a customer visit to beyond the black stump in Walawalawalawong Australia where he was arrested upon entry at Sydney Airport because he forgot to declare that he was
wearing wooden shoes. Anyone who is everyone (and the opposite) knows that you
are not allowed to bring wood into Australia.
To make things worse, Carl had
some lice in his nostrils so the Australian cops shit their pants from
happiness, Carl enabling them to meet their daily arrest quotas early, then go have a
beer at 2 pm. "Off the to the clink, weirdo, and welcome to Australia", said the cops as they put the not so jocund Comrade Carl in the cooler.
However, since I am the first
lady of HR and way ahead of the pack, I had already deployed our emergency
hotline bot for travellers, which set off an alarm the moment that Comrade Carl was
handcuffed and hauled away, from an HR perspective. The hotline bot was aimed at
extricating all travellers from their woes/ whinges within an hour or so, New
York time. This is in alignment with our core value of "blockchain enhancement to make people happy".
Sadly, all software has its bugs,
and our emergency blockchain dashboard indicated that Comrade Carl was in a
Bangkok brothel without enough money for prophylactics.
The Comrade’s bank account was accredited with
350 Thai baht, in Australian dollars. Immediately, an SMS was sent to the incarcerated
Comrade asking him how satisfied he was with our agile service.
Here is the text message that I
received.
"Yob tvoyiu mat, Gloria, you and
your whole f—king HR department. Your helpline is as useless as tits on a
bull. Get me out of the slammer now, kibinimat, or I will refuse to do my
annual appraisals. By the way, the wine they serve in prison is very good.
Love, Carl"
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| Blockchains are not perfect |
