Set a task to improve buses and trains,
We sat around and wracked our brains
It was a conference on these and other things.
Teams were appointed and spokesmen too
Sadly that was what I had to do,
While my inner self had taken wings.
As each group nutted out their task
The CEO and minions sat back to bask
Observing us as though they were kings.
Then each group made their presentation
None had caused much sensation
The boss nodded sadly as the bell rings.
Up I get and give my team’s submission
But concerned with a certain frisson
That the CEO gets up and swings,
His gavel and stops me in my tracks
And moans at everything it lacks
Despite that delegates were me supporting.
After a break to eat refreshments foul
We were assembled to see him scowl
As his idea for a plan B was unfolding.
Later that evening after a drink or two
He gathered us together and without ado
Gave a presentation of his plan to fans adoring...
Except me that is.
This has the ring of truth!
ReplyDeletebeautifully written..
ReplyDeleteEnjoyed it thoroughly !!
I have been to some of those meetings lol - Ones where you work on your idea, thinking they want your input when in reality, they only want you there to agree with them...
ReplyDeleteMeetings and committees are what will eventually kill us all off I think!
Well written; well said; well done!
ReplyDeleteAt least the CEO didn't come up with his own Plan.B, which turned out to be a re-statement of your own. That's happened to me a couple of times here (in Finland, I emphasise) when a meeting was trying to resolve a flaw in the architects plans.
I can defintely relate. Well done!
ReplyDeleteOh, Dear One! Any plan any boss comes up with will always be the best plan - good or not. And if you were the poor clever sot that actually came up with it, that's the first thing they'll forget. Yes, been there, been the poor clever sot too.
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