Wednesday, December 21, 2005
Merry *&^%$#@ Christmas
The Scene: A cosy warm sitting room. All the lights are off in the room and a fire is roaring in the big stone fire place. An old man wrapped in a shawl sits in a rocking chair while a young man sits at his feet. Outside the snow is blowing hard around the window.
Young Man - "Grandad, tell me more about this "company morale" thing you talk so fondly about.
Grandad - "Well, back in my day, when employees did a good job the managers of that same company used to walk around and actually praise them for doing a good job!"
YM - "Wow! These days you're just expected to do more work."
G - "Well, back in my day, a company would be so happy for the hard work you do for them every year that they'd actually share some of the profits from that year!"
YM - "Wow! These days they just tell you to be happy you get a pay-cheque!"
G - "Well, back in my day they'd throw a big Christmas party for all the staff and their spouses as a thank you."
YM - "Wow! These day's they just let you go home early on Christmas Eve if it doesn't interfere with productivity."
G - "Well, back in my day people wanted to show up for work and do the best job they could do because they knew the company appreciated it."
YM - "Wow! Now people show up for work in the morning dreading what the day will bring and how many problems they can fit on their shoulders before they have a complete and total mental breakdown!"
G - "Wow! Shitty being you!"