| You will know that I am coming From the jingle of my bell, But exactly who I am is not an easy thing to tell. Children, they adore me My job often leaves me frozen, I travel much on business, I love the time of Christmas, |
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The manager of a large office noticed a new man one day and told him to come into his office.
“What’s your name?” he asked the new guy. “John,” the new guy replied. The manager scowled, “Look… I don’t know what kind of a namby-pamby place you worked at before, but I don’t call anyone by his or her first name. It breeds familiarity and that leads to a breakdown in authority. I refer to my employees by their last name only … Smith, Jones, Baker .… That’s all. I am to be referred to only as Mr. Robertson. Now that we got that straight, what’s your last name?” The new guy sighed, “Darling. My name is John Darling.” “Okay John, the next thing I want to tell you is . . .”
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