Transat snitches snatched the opportunity to hurt their own company, Pumpkins. They blabbed about accounting issues, bad management and fashion crimes. For shame. I remember when there was a code. Even back in the days of bosses boinking in the boardroom – you kept a tight lip. When padding margins or playing high risk hotel switcheroo games was par for the course, you did it. And you took it for the team.
And you certainly did not spill about boardroom banter. Lord knows if I blabbed about what the two scaredy crows in here chatter on and on about, you’d … well, you’d probably fall asleep. Point is, what happens in boardrooms stays in boardrooms. Laundry and all.
Although, since we are flapping our jaws a bit, perhaps we should just touch on the fashion tattle. It’s been reported in the Gazette that it’s all the rage in fashion forward Transat offices for men to not only lose the tie, but also the shirt. Apparently Sunwing had something to do with it.
Now, I’ve had to drop my pants once in a while – who hasn’t? But one hopes going chemiseless doesn’t lead to going commando. Dealing with man breasts in the boardroom is one thing - especially considering the positive effect it's having on the stock! Low hanging fruit flopping around the office is quite another.
All in all, between a new airline, Porter putting rouge on its raccoon, an all out company mutiny, and some kind of shirt-cum-panty raid, I’d say it’s been gang buster week with which to end the world.
It happens, or rather no longer happens, on Friday –- dahrlings.
Good bye, Pumpkins.
