Celebration was in the air…
“What’s going on down there”, wondered Drake from his terrace of his luxury condo. His neighbour just below was also taking a look at ‘the celebraters’ downstairs through his telescope/binoculars.

“I’m going to have a look,” concluded Drake. What he found dowstairs on the outside was no pretty picture. When downstairs, what Drake saw was mildy dissapointing. With a cautious tone, he observed the ‘celebrators’ of lower class doing whatever it was that they were doing. When observing closer, it seemed as if there was some sort of “drill” going on. There were many people from the condo also outside bumming around.

Drake made his way over to a long roundtableish table, ready to recieve an award/envelope along with 4-7 others. At the long table were several of Drake’s colleagues (not all were recieving awards). Actually Drake wasn’t too sure if he was actually amongst those recieving an award.

First one nameless kids recieved his award. Then another. And a third. “Skillset, Skillset” said a couple of those kids arrogantly to Drake.

“Skillset? That’s my word.” Before Drake could respond or even think hard about those kids rubbing it in his face that they got an award and using one of his own favourite words, Drake’s name was called up to recieve his award. When walking back, Drake walked right up to him and said “Skillset!”