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UGH!!

Honestly, come on! This doesn't even make any sense.
"Are we sick?" 
"No.  Not sick." 
"Are we overwhelmed?"
"No.  Not overwhelmed."
"Calling in for backup when not needed.  Yep.  That's got to be it."


That's not the way things are done.  A case of too many cooks in the kitchen can spoil the broth.  Yeah, that's actually true.  What ain't broke, don't fix it.  Well-oiled gears.   You know, all those little sayings that do have a lot of meaning.


New faces, new changes.  It's like a double-edged sword.  They're great, but they have no clue to the way things are always done throughout the whole system.  Tweeks can be good.  Sometimes.


Sometimes not.  Life isn't a game of hopscotch where you can throw a pebble, land on a square and jump right into the game.  Probably the playground monitor should assign everyone to their own hopscotch board.  There's probably room for that.  Keeps the pebbles straight that way.  Nobody wants to end up in the corner of the playground just staring on as others play the game.




Nope.  Not at all.

Comments

Notarobot said…
Maybe it's time to channel a little bit of the playground bully spirit to shake things up a little bit?
November 20, 2015 at 8:33 AM
YOWBABY said…
As long as old Trunchbull isn't the principal. :)
December 6, 2015 at 8:13 PM
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