Paymaster

I took on a task that I knew I could win. and threw myself headlong in terrible sin, to manage a firm that abused all it’s staff, robbing them daily and kicking their ass. So why should I enter a this warren of sin, with my moral standards I couldn’t fit in. Well 400 people were drowning in there and living a lifetime of total despair. Some still swim in anguish and threats still abound, but somehow I’ve managed to set higher ground. There’s people who tell me they now enjoy work though still overshadowed by cretins that lurk. Roughly two thirds of the workforce today, (the ones I support I would hasten to say), are happier now than they’ve been there for years while working for bosses who brought them to tears. Though my masters don’t like it, (they’d have it their way), they leave me alone for I bring them more pay. They don’t give a damn if the workers all cry, but as pay is ‘their’ master, on me they rely. A happier workforce I see in my dreams, they make far more profit as well so it seems. But my purpose in life is not what brings in more pay but to let folk have fun and enjoy every day! Ivor G Davies