MEMO
To: All Employees
From: Management
ATTENTION! Do not do anything you are not supposed to do, except for that which you are supposed to do. And then be sure to only do what we tell you to do. But, do be sure to do what you were taught in employee training. Also, adhere to all organizational policies and rules.
Thank you,
Your Caring Management Team
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By Prince Rahman
Percolated in Austin, Texas… selectively contributed poetry, lyrics, essays, commentary, vignettes, randomness about the human experience - both real and fictional.
Friday, April 15, 2011
Memo
Labels:
bureaucracy,
communication,
insane,
management,
memo,
stupidity,
team
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
Phone Tree
*RING-RING*
*RING-RING*
*RING-RING*
*RING-RING*
*RING-RING*
*BEEP*
Thank you for calling 5-5-5, 7-7-7, 0-6, 6-6. You have reached The End Of The World. To ensure
quality customer service, this call will be recorded. Please listen carefully as our menu options
have changed.
If you know your party's extension, press pound.
For the Conquest department, press one.
For the War department, press two.
For the Famine department, press three.
For the Death department, press four.
For the Pestilence department, press five.
For all other questions or concerns, please stay on the line or press zero for the next available
operator.
To repeat this menu press the star key.
Thank you, have a nice day.
*BEEE-click*
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By Hunter Sangfroid
*RING-RING*
*RING-RING*
*RING-RING*
*RING-RING*
*BEEP*
Thank you for calling 5-5-5, 7-7-7, 0-6, 6-6. You have reached The End Of The World. To ensure
quality customer service, this call will be recorded. Please listen carefully as our menu options
have changed.
If you know your party's extension, press pound.
For the Conquest department, press one.
For the War department, press two.
For the Famine department, press three.
For the Death department, press four.
For the Pestilence department, press five.
For all other questions or concerns, please stay on the line or press zero for the next available
operator.
To repeat this menu press the star key.
Thank you, have a nice day.
*BEEE-click*
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By Hunter Sangfroid
Labels:
apocalypse,
Conquest,
death,
end times,
famine,
Horseman,
menu,
message system,
pestilence,
phone tree,
plague,
revelations,
War
Friday, April 8, 2011
Rusalka
Rusalka
My darling
Rusalka
My sweet
Dance
Your enticing dance
And sing me to your feet
Weave your magic 'round
My ever wandering heart
Lull me into your still waters
From whence I'll never depart
Where I am forever yours to keep
Down at the very bottom
Down where it is most deep
Dreaming in the endless dream
Sleeping the endless sleep
Rusalka
My darling
Rusalka
My sweet
Dance
Your enticing dance
And sing me to your feet
~from "A Little Demon's Garden of Verses", translated and edited by Dr. P.J. Smithwick-Grimoire Ph.D., D.Div., Th.D.
# # #
By Hunter Sangfroid
My darling
Rusalka
My sweet
Dance
Your enticing dance
And sing me to your feet
Weave your magic 'round
My ever wandering heart
Lull me into your still waters
From whence I'll never depart
Where I am forever yours to keep
Down at the very bottom
Down where it is most deep
Dreaming in the endless dream
Sleeping the endless sleep
Rusalka
My darling
Rusalka
My sweet
Dance
Your enticing dance
And sing me to your feet
~from "A Little Demon's Garden of Verses", translated and edited by Dr. P.J. Smithwick-Grimoire Ph.D., D.Div., Th.D.
# # #
By Hunter Sangfroid
Labels:
dance,
drowning,
folklore,
La Llorona,
lake,
magic,
Possession,
river,
Rusalka,
sing,
water,
witchcraft
Tuesday, April 5, 2011
Going In Phases
Going in phases like the Moon
At times sharp in her beauty
Like a sickle bladed sword
Other times full, warm, and glowing
In her splendor
The very power to pull the cells in the blood of men
As freely as she weaves the tides of the oceans
So human in her god-like fury
So transcendent in her goddess-like love
Complex
Simple
Sublime
Going in phases like the Moon
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By Calliope Jones
At times sharp in her beauty
Like a sickle bladed sword
Other times full, warm, and glowing
In her splendor
The very power to pull the cells in the blood of men
As freely as she weaves the tides of the oceans
So human in her god-like fury
So transcendent in her goddess-like love
Complex
Simple
Sublime
Going in phases like the Moon
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By Calliope Jones
Saturday, April 2, 2011
Note To Self
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