Very little time for thinking today. But, Jamaica is rarely short of a few moments worth noting.
The golf camp is on for a week and its organizers want to give awards to the participating children. That’s the easy part. The coaches have come up with categories of activity to grade, and the kids will play tournaments on the last day.
So, yesterday, someone went to check a local sports store for possible awards–trophies, medals, and certificates. They got some pricing and arranged some tentative deals. Today, they went to place the orders. Oh, boy! They came back at midday to report on progress. Oh, dear. Oh, dear.
Well, the medals were only for display and would have to be ordered, taking two weeks to complete. Nah! The trophies could be available for a 9 piece deal. Well, we have 10 kids. I asked our reporters about the 10th. Only a deal on 9. I’m on the fringe of these arrangements, and happily pulled my cap over my eyes and slid away.
So, we have to revert to another plan. Last I heard was some items were going to be air-packed to us from Kingston.
I’ve nowhere to take this other than to the hall of fame of failed understanding in business.
Incompetence comes to mind. Am I being unkind?