‘It is tradition for a new person to sing,' said the Producer of the TV station I was working for.
It was the Director's birthday and myself and my colleagues were toasting her with red wine and an artificial birthday cake decorated with icing shaped dogs.
‘Really?' I asked, only half convinced.
The director nodded in agreement.
Standing in front of my new fellow workers, I delivered a pitch poor English version of Happy Birthday, praying that I would remember the recipients name. Luckily for me, they all joined in just at the right time and drowned out my incorrect pronunciation.
What an initiation.