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Let Me Speak To YOUR Manager

Let Me Speak To YOUR Manager

All Contracts Should
Contain An "Out":
“Unless You Turn
To Karen…”

Or Ken, Or Caleb, 
Doesn’t Matter, 
She “Shirley”
Isn’t Feminine.

A Never-Ending
Glass Of Gripes
Overflowing Full…

Understanding 
Isn’t "Nice" When
You Don’t Know
The Rules.

Things Are Amusing!
But Only Greetings
Know How To Be "Kind"…

I Don’t Get It,
You Lost Me, Honey…

***

 I TRIED To
Read Your Mind.

-Gray Squirrel
07-20-2025

PROJECT MANAGER - INTERVIEW

Do you think Pharts are Phunny

Do you shake hands, hug or play bongos

If a fellow employee pukes in their cubicle
Do you…puke also
	…run away
	…gag until useless
	…get a waste basket in case they go again
	…summon the Janitor/custodian
	…ask what they had for lunch
	…measure the splatter radius
	…Quit – because that stink will always be there

When you sneeze
Do you…sneeze into your hand
	…wipe it on your pants
…restrain it and cause possible brain hemorrhage


Have you ever
	…eaten an oyster
	…in the wading pool of an Aquarium

Essay Question
	…What do you do if you find half a worm in your apple

Senior Production Manager

Senior Production Manager
(Retired at Fifty-six)
Miracle Man
7/14/2023

I never settled for being just equal to the rest,
for that would have made me average at best.
I always went the extra mile and didn’t stop,
and I, like cream, suddenly rose to the top.

I always did more for what I earned as pay,
so those who watched promoted me one day.
Then with regularity promotions kept coming,
I was doing well, and things were humming.

After thirty two years stress took it’s licks,
so I chose to retire at the ripe age of fifty-six.

My Grandfather once said,
“I’ve never heard of anyone dying from hard work”
My key was working smarter. My entire life my goal was to be retired at fifty-five. I retired two months past my birthday.
Tom

This Isn'T Much of a Poem

A manager worried about how many pens
used in a month
can barely sleep, dreaming of running out
of ink, and how pencils aren't professional-
shouldn't everything be typed now
anyway? Even this poem
is Times New Roman, pondering
the merits of Comic Sans,
while a memo is sent on behalf
of an executive vice president,
wishing everyone Happy Holidays,
but also warning of the need
for cost cutting in the new year. 

From: Dollar Store Blues (Published 2022)

Reacting To a Hateful Bank Rumor

Steady rustling of stacked-high newspapers,
On the vendors stand US skyscrapers;
A long face further parting with brightness:
The type that treated not things with lightness
It’s a man heading for a child’s mistake;
From last medical check-up much at stake!

Started it had with a rumored broadcast,
Which listening through made Chapman downcast.
Now, he’s at Lukman’s vendor stand for more
Of a hitting news that few minds could store:
“All banks shan’t be working for two weeks,
Their once-cheerful customers goddamned freaks!”

Yes, some bank manager did cook alive,
For home they’d sought to cashless point drive.

Chapman looked like he would die in a week, 
Who had seemed throughout January sleek!

Manager

Manager

You are the manager of My heart'
Files of love letters are like kiss
 Ohh dear I miss some words if you arange an appointment when   
I light of Sun change into the rainbow my few page's is on root of heaven v valentine, I you're self,s sea pearl h hell for devil, u our umbrella,
 I love you manager I hope My interview gone great a smile


With love all
Jagdish bajantri

Landon Mussel

Say so.ething nice
or say know thing at
all!
Speak when ; your spoken
to!
Shut up!
Shut your damn mouth!
What your mad huh,
I know you ain't mad
You can't be!
Get paid for doing nothing,
He'll I did all the work!
You stupid?
Are you Stupid?
I had to tell you what to
do too many times
For you to be anything
Else but stupid!
Tell you want it is!
You're dumb, try'na be
Stupid!
Be yourself and
Everything will be
Alright!

Excepts from "Be Yourself"
Ain't nothing but palm ash and
Lavender Bouis! Ain't the soap
Fragrant!
Hau the Bouis?
Hau the Bouis?

The Big Boss

The Big Boss
My manager is a locust brain
He doesn’t know what he’s doing

My manager is a locust brain
The job is kaos when he’s in charge here

My manager is a locust brain
Production takes a dip under him

My manager is a locust brain
He got the job by kissing arses

My manager is a locust brain
The supervisor is much more skilled

My manager is a locust brain
I ignore him due to his utter ineptitude 

My manager is a locust brain
Even the toilet cleaner hates him!

My manager is a locust brain
Because he can’t read or write

My manager is a locust brain
Due to his lack of experience and nonce

My manager is a locust brain
Simply because he’s my manager

My manager is a locust brain
And we’re gonna set him on fire!

My manager is a locust brain
Is my manager no longer cos he’s dead!

I'D Like To Speak To a Manager

To the abode 
I offer information overload 
You can’t tell 
Fact from fiction 
That’s exactly what we want 
To continue this friction 
Of us versus them
Them against they 
Me against you 
Add to the mix 
Nobody has a clue 
Of what is true 
And what is a lie 
All they seem interested in 
Is watching you die 
Emotions run high in this day and age 
Where racism rules
And fascists rage 
The powder keg has been lit 
And the country has gone to s**t 
Half live in the absurd 
The other half in the blurred 
One thing is for sure
2020 has been one big turd!!!   

Who’s responsible?

Eric (and sometimes not)

Inc Radio Station Manager

Brother Arnel Solano
Supervises the station; 
The observers shout bravo, 
For his great dedication.

The programs are well handled, 
As they all promote values; 
The sublime shows are channeled
Into aim so marvelous.

Faith, hope, and love are employed, 
To edify the brethren; 
The false beliefs are destroyed
By the truth from the heaven.

The heart and mind he does touch
Truly learn from the Bible; 
They thank the Lord God so much, 
For surviving the trial.

We greet him in utter mirth, 
Letting him have pure delight; 
Now is the day of his birth, 
As dawn replaces the night.

Topic: Birthday of Bro. Arnel Solano (January 11) 
Form: Tanaga

Being a Cage Manager In Las Vegas

They came to get me 
Because I was the cage manager
But what did I have to do with it?
No one else can coax her, they said.

This is Las Vegas
Everyone has people skills here!
I run to the slot machines to help.
She is moving, I tell them

They all watch,
She takes a laborious breath.
Moves less than a centimenter
But movement no less

Why do they always come for me?
Am I the only one whose eyes are keen enough
To know that the sloth who refused to move
Is finally getting off the slot machine?

VP and Office Manager - PS

Though poetic in many ways,
   my other side also presents
good strengths in business skills, 
   and productivity that shows
command without pretense.

Assertiveness, decisiveness 
   take place in non-artistic ways;
accounting flair digs in
   for undertaking dreaded chores
like tax returns each year.
 
Supportive instincts always rise
   to organize and look ahead.
With honed computer skills,
   investment and financial sense,
my long-term goals are met.

The rigid business side of me
   helps organize my mundane world,
while the poetic me,
   coordinates my soulful sphere
when poetry unfolds.

The Manager

The manager has up and quit
Or maybe she’s been fired,
Yet someone thought she’d do the job
And fought to get her hired.

It’s hard to be the one in charge
When others may resent you
But there should be encouragement
From those who hired and sent you.

The reasons why she’s been let go
(Or chose to do the leaving)
Will not be shared and if they were
There might not be believing.

And so we must acknowledge that
Square one is where we’re heading.
The search begins anew - we never
Know what we are getting.

Stranger Saw His Manager

Stranger Saw His Manager

Even if a friend or maybe some stranger,
Would worship Jesus whole in a manager;
We must heed;
Made to lead,
And in future He did find much danger.

Jim Horn

This week’s lesson is “Taming the Tongue”, James 3:1-12
Additional verses to read this week are:  
·       Warning to teachers: Ezekiel 33:7-9; Acts 20:26-27; Ephesians 4:11-12; Hebrews 13:17
·       The root of evil speech: Isaiah 6:5; Matt 15:11, 16-19; Mark 7:20-23
·       Evils caused by the tongue: Psalm 5:9; 34:13; 52:4; Proverbs 6:16-17; 26:28
·       Consequences of our words: Matthew 12:33-37
·       Our part and God’s part in “Taming the Tongue”: Psalm 141:3; Proverbs 21:23; Romans 6:12-14; Galatians 5:16-26
As you read, make some notes related to these questions:
·       What does this scripture tell us about Christ?
·       What does it say about the nature of man?
·       What can I do to be more like Christ?
·       How does it help prepare me to do the will of God (Share the Gospel)?

Bank Manager

eyes at the back
ears on the feet
tongue on faces

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