I have posted frequently that I am a klutz. That is American slang for someone who is uncoordinated, awkward, and trips over his own shadow. Klutziness is something I have lived with my whole life. I have learned to adapt and respond to the worst of it, but I still suffer from ongoing issues and stress when asked to participate in activities where grace and athleticism are required.
So imagine how I felt when my boss, who I like very much, suggested that I organize a ski outing for our workgroup as a “team bonding” event. The color in my face…
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