Sunday, January 27, 2013

 

Team
 

Jerry cringes at the lunchroom banner.  

WELCOME TO THE TEAM!
 

It had been put up after a famous football coach

had given a severely motivational speech.
 

From what he can tell as the newest hire, each

“team” member has an individual agenda.
 

In his cubicle less than an an hour when

the first warning insinuates: to the effect of

bewaring Laurel-Ann.
 

Strongly desires to “end the crap against women

around here!”
 

“Yeah, in the next hour and a half,” adds the wag
 
he borrows Coffee-mate creamer from.

 

In the following days, other warnings issue. So and so
 
seems______but he or she is ACTUALY_____!

 

Nonetheless, the work goes pretty well. Mostly

because it consists of solo projects, with no team

members chiming in.
 

His first collective effort gives him a  political jolt.

After, he’s told to choose either of two factions.
 

But begs off as being too new to decide.
 

As a result, both shun him when possible.
 

He buys a small Coffee-mate for his initial
 
benefactor. Though told it isn’t really necessary,
 
he knows, with certainty, it is.
 

An article on the Business Week site informs him he
 
best seek a mentor.
 

But right now trusts no one.
 

In this queasy timeframe, rumors of a circulating

ax emerge. A disembodied one with nobody at

the handle end.
 

The veterans opine the new hires should be cut.
 

This shiny group all for the lopping of dead wood.
 

Though evidence not strong enough yet, Jerry's instincts

lead him to phone a headhunter.

 

Asked to summarize why he wishes to leave,

does so without sounding like a lunatic.
 

“Stay where you are. Everything on my desk lousier!”’

 

 

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