The beach is back. Or at least the CEO.
The CEO is finally back. The rest of Kjel.org returns tomorrow. The trip to the beach with the CFO’s family was nice and I’ll have a full report in the next few days. One thing though I will say now: it was nice to see the Jr. VP. I know that most people view the CEO as the strong-n-silent type, a meat and beer fueled emotionless automaton, a reserved yet barbarian he-man, set loose upon the civilized world to wreak whatever havoc I will. But not on Thursday.
No, at Tierra Del Mar on Thursday it was very, very, very nice to see the the Jr. VP drop everything he was doing, greet me with a scream Daaadddddy!, fight his way out of his grandma’s grip and run and jump into my arms when I showed up at the beach. Where were you, Daddy? Missed you too, amigo pequito. It’s OK Daddy, I gotcha. Want to hear a secret?
I did. More about the trip later perhaps. Maybe not though.
