2009, A Job Story

Working from 10, to God knows when,
Giving me shit, whoever can,

Targets, deadlines, roadmaps, and goals,
Feels like walking on burning coals,

Do this, do that, get it checked,
From the retards, who are fucking brain dead,

Weekends, weekdays all are the same,
So much to loose in this money game

Heavy competition, need promotion,
Take challenges, bald with tension.

End of the day, company doing great,
Good work, but tomorrow don’t be late.

Then comes recession, managers frown,
Sweat on the faces, all heads are down.

But keep running you mouse, some hope is left,
Just give up the last bit of self-respect.

“Work more, ask for less”, should be your motto,
Let CEOs have those cars, you take auto,

What did I do wrong, why so many cuts?
CEO’s multi-million salaries first!! are you nuts?

But I object!!
What is your take?
I put my blood in it!!
Your mistake.

You disagree? no problem, no fuss,
No hard feelings, keep in touch with us.