Theres that affectation were
all seemingly duty bound to perform
akin
to genuflecting
(nope
it aint shorthand for anything truly genuine)
or bowing
like monkeys mimicking us mimicking them a dog fetching a ball no matter how far it was thrown
or a shinywet black seal honking a redbulbed horn with its mouth
like monkeys mimicking us mimicking them a dog fetching a ball no matter how far it was thrown
or a shinywet black seal honking a redbulbed horn with its mouth
the better we are at that affectation
the
better actors we are(when
the truth of the matter might be were not acting)
and the more willing we are to submit ourselves
unquestioningly
to perform whatever it is well be asked to do
and the more willing we are to submit ourselves
unquestioningly
to perform whatever it is well be asked to do
as well those
things we havent been asked but
eventually will
those
things under the guise that somehow weve assented to
under some form of ascendant business principle weve incurred and Will perform
under some form of ascendant business principle weve incurred and Will perform
without
compensation
YES that Affectation
somewhere down the line itll
come offline
and that fine spit-and-polished
coiffured enhanced madeup item will degrade or
deteriorate
and in its stead will remain that hardened gem which had always been
there
at its core
under
the fawneyness
he remembered showing the company
ID he was required to wear
strung around his neck
(like a dogs collar)
to new
hires
he pointed to it
-- Looking for a job
then
he pointed to his face
years after the ID photo was taken
-- Got a job
one of the female new hires
pointing to his ID said
-- I may be out of line
-- And thatd be he said
fine with me
-- But I wouldnt have slept with that jamoke
that was him all over the place
he was ever for skipping
foreplay and going right at the heart of the matter
who sat around a big long conference table where all the crucial business decisions were made
(in a vacuum without common sense)
(every decision in business is crucial)
but the thing of it was really
a simple matter
as much as he drew their
disgust
he did his job
and he did his job better than
anyone else did their respective job
he wasnt a “Faulkner
a
juggler or tumbler or shewer of tricks who lures people much as a faulconer
does his hawks
a cant”
(a fancy way for
calling someone a cheat)
he did his job
and to be rid of him for
someone who would come aboard and do less
even
for less money
would
create a backup that he eliminated and managed since his little song-and-dance
to get Inside
they played that ageold game of
pea-in-a-shell
for Give and Take
although it turned out in the
reverse
he Gave it to them
and
they Took it
he could only wish he had a shill
to (secretly) cheer him on
a new Manager once grumbled to
him over his cubbys coloured-fabric partition wall
-- Ive seen your jacket
And I cant imagine how youre still here
recognizing his voice he didnt
even look up
-- You do your job like I do my
job
Both of us will be here for years to come
YEAH that didnt happen
and his willingness to perform
that affectation like a monkey mimicking him mimicking it
escaped the zoo
1533, Sunday,
10 8. 14
