'Guys it's a lovely sunny afternoon
let's have our team meeting in the pub'
she was the coolest boss sorry supervisor
ever in many people's opinions mainly her own
So the five of us traipsed up the road
some more jauntlier (check
later) than others, and then she
announced we need to set quarterly goals
and write a mission statement
to share on the intranet
after which we could
have a proper drink
We're the only people in the pub as
the hairy fellow behind the bar cranks up
the music, which Lee recognises (of course
he does rolls eyes) as the recently released
15 minute epic Babe, I'm on Fire
by Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds
It's relentless and gets louder and louder
until our leader cracks
WHAT IS THIS SHIT! I CAN'T HEAR MYSELF THINK!
storms over to the barman and demands
that he ends this torment
Lee is sniggering like Muttley, so
unprofessional, while it appears
two of his teammates have tears in
their eyes. Jeremy is furrowed of brow
focussing on the precise wording of the
mission statement, because someone has to
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