Chanchullo

As you guys might know, next monday we will celebrate the International Day of the Woman. That's a pretty fair celebration we guys set for you women as a homage to all the things you girls do for us, and stuff.

Well, I'm pissed.

At the office, we guys are supposed to agree on the activities we'll set up for our women. That's what you would expect. That includes agreeing on the price we're to pay for that, and the things we choos for gifts.

I tend to see the office as a little state. I believe in democracy, and I believe that everyone's word is worth to hear. I'm an idiot!

While there are so many options, and so many restaurants, and so many people on the food business, they (3 guys of the office) decided what to eat, and wanted to make us pay more than USD $35 each, just because the food bussiness assisting the celebration belongs to the family of a work mate.

They made no comparison, they had no options, and they still wanted us to pay the sum. I hate that!

I hate when people try to see us as idiots. I hate when the processes are not made as they should be done. This is what we call here in Colombia: CHANCHULLO.

I think we all deserve to be heard, I think the choices have to be made on merits, and not because you're my aunt, my uncle, your friend, your mother and stuff.

I was not to permit that, so I started an email chain suggesting a cheaper plan for them. But, Burocracy won. The boss decided to pay 60% of the mate's family bussiness bill, and we still have to pay about USD 15.

Every man of the office owes me a 20 bucks!!!

Chanchulleros!!!!!!!!!!!