One afternoon I was sitting in my office when out of the corner of my eye a dark shadow blocked the sun. There he was – the two year-old moose that had been hanging around the university. He had finally been kicked out by his mom and was finally on his own. He was just curious and wanted to hang out.
Hey, do ya wanna come out and play. I could stomp your ass if you wanted me to.
Don’t forget the Key Performance Measures Mr. Moose.