Old Fart

Walking slowly dazed and bemused Thinking about what I was just told "It'll be an opportunity" she said Dressing it up as a gold plated crap "The change will be good" she said Straight faced through gritted teeth A move to a different department I pondered Filling me with angst and dread I thought I'd escaped that awful old fart Now I'm back working for him AGAIN

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Jan Allison

Date: 3/12/2014 7:02:00 PM

This has got to be a worst nightmare Rob - I hope its not true! . Poem made me chuckle especially the lines 'dressing it up as gold plated crap' - typical HR. Jan

Jan Allison
Date: 3/13/2014 5:19:00 AM

Oh Rob Fingers crossed for you. Do let me know how it goes. Will be thinking of you. Hugs Jan xxxx

Rob Carter
Date: 3/13/2014 2:44:00 AM

Thanks, actually I have a meeting later today and it sums up how I think it will go. I hope I'm wrong! But its happened before! Rob