Bob’s alway willing to help.
He’ll probably wind up helping folks into learning things they didn’t expect or think they needed to learn, but that’s still HELP.
Bob’s alway willing to help.
He’ll probably wind up helping folks into learning things they didn’t expect or think they needed to learn, but that’s still HELP.
Hubris wasn’t much of a corporate style boss.
David, on the other hand, probably doesn’t know what other kind of boss to be. So forgive him if he just wants what he wants and expects that his employees know how to get things done.
Nikki, on the other hand, knows when someone’s asking for something they don’t really want.
She probably knows that Bob ISN’T asking to be tossed under the bus, but Bob pretty laid back. If a bus can pass over without doing damage, Bob might just be the passee.
How do YOU suppose this will shake out?
David seems like his primary outdoors experience would be an hour or two at a tennis court. You know, something civilized and cultured. I mean, the outfits have collars and everything.
I figure Ms. Wiggins-Ross’s outdoors of choice would be sailboats. Operated by other people while she sits quietly until they get to another cell phone-friendly area of the world.
We know Lowell’s favorite outdoors activities now include downhill runs on a li’l red wagon, so surely he’ll be fine when they get outside.
Right?
David’s in a tough spot. He’s fronting this out-of-the-ordinary project for his investment group, and trying to build up his son’s professional career, and leveraging these two corporate movers to manage a new business he’s just bought into… not long after discovering that it exists.
So, it’s hard to look askance at him if he’s suddenly realized that making a profit was also part of the equation.
Getting those events in other towns and cities to recognize the OutdoorFest as a qualifier might be easier than getting David to care enough about Outdoors stuff that he’ll remember what any of it is called.
David could probably tell you what footwear would be suitable for an afternoon round of golf versus a morning tee time, and variations based on weather.
It’s just that the idea of various footwear for doing anything Paste does is a little beyond him.
He also couldn’t pick out a good pair of deer hunting boots if you bet him a substantial amount of money and gave him five choices to pick from.
I’m having a tough time picturing David skateboarding happily.
Determinedly, yes. Focused, yes. Injured, probably.
But not “Happily”.
And that’s a shame. It’s something you should do happily.
Poor Bob.
He probably doesn’t mind at all, but he’s gone from a surfer dude, to being a competition ringer at the first Fest and thereby a momentary Sportsmart employee, thence to a OGS employee, to a house-sitter, to a flunky for an egomaniac with a budget… while being a house-sitter again. It can’t be a calming turn of fortune. Fortunately, Bob supplies his own calm. ‘Til he’s crushed under a kid flyin’ around on a skateboard.
Bob’s my hero.
The local Bass Pro Shop has a swamp in it. There’s fish in the water, and Spanish moss and all. I think the trees are fiberglass, but that’s fine.
They used to have more boats on the water inside the store, so prospective boat buyers could actually stand on the floating boats and scope ’em out and all.
I heard the reason they don’t do that is that there are WAY more children than there are prospective boat buyers.
Sportsmart must have had a similar issue when setting up their amazing indoor forest. Lots more people looking for the bathrooms in a giant store than there are people who want to practice putting up a tent.
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