When will you ever be satisfied? Work, work and work That's all you want us to do Never mind that it's a Saturday That we have a life of our own That we have a family That we've already burned the midnight oil With no rewards for our hard labour
When will you ever be satisfied? We all know the famous saying All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy Do you want us all to be Jacks? Are we humans or machines? What ever happened to work-life balance? We work for hours and hours In front of a computer screen Is this fair to our eyes?
When will you ever be satisfied? We handle multiple roles We handle multiple clients We run a huge risk In upsetting a few clients In order to satisfy your favourite client But will that particular client Justify its enormous price tag?
When will you ever be satisfied? We never get our incentives on time Yet we rarely complain We patiently put in all the hard yards Waiting for months, in vain At the huge risk of burnout You will never be able to replace us Yet your lust for control is such That you will never be satisfied
This is a rant to my boss who has been driving us mad for the last 4-5 days; including making us work on a Saturday.