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They look just like gophers, popping out of holes my co-workers, and neighbors, burrowed in like moles The offices align the walls, where management abounds pontificating from the pulpit, polishing their crowns No longer there I dwell, my escape a thing of myth a place to not return again, somewhere I'll never miss The easy employee logic, that management confounds reads like a Dilbert moment, so quiet, and yet so **** profound
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Apr 9, 2018
Apr 9, 2018 at 1:29 PM UTC
Cubicle Logic
They look just like gophers, popping out of holes my co-workers, and neighbors, burrowed in like moles The offices align the walls, where management abounds pontificating from the pulpit, polishing their crowns No longer there I dwell, my escape a thing of myth a place to not return again, somewhere I'll never miss The easy employee logic, that management confounds reads like a Dilbert moment, so quiet, and yet so **** profound
One more from the vault It's managements job too think they know what they are doing, and the actual worker's job, to get er done. :D~
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Apr 9, 2018
Apr 9, 2018 at 1:29 PM UTC
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