(no subject)

A Corporate Instruction For Tiny Tots:

Project manager: "Can I have a million dollars for my project, Sir?"
Big cheese: "Now, you forgot the magic word. What's the magic word?"
Project manager: "Please?"
Big cheese: "No - that's not the magic word. Try again"
Project manager: "Erm ... er ... oh - I know what the magic word is, Sir!"
Big cheese: "Well?"
Project manager: "LEVERAGE!"
Big cheese: "Yes - that's right. Remember, if we say "leverage", then we always get what we want." [hands over million dollars]

(no subject)

In the continuing quest for the Worst Lyrics Ever (or at least for the silver medal - I think the gold is tied up by On Horseback), I offer:

( Green-Eyed Lady, by Sugarloaf )

I found myself listening to this last night - it's on a tape I bought on a French trip when I was 13, and it's a jazz-rock masterpiece, once you allow for what a jazz-rock masterpiece would actually sound like.