Coming from a union family it had long been the belief that middle managers and their culture were the butt zit on the tush of productivity. A filled pimple on the puss of purpose. This would be common though amongst people who actually think.
so many middle managers had come before to prove the theorem.
yea verily there was the occasional exception.
many thanks are given both now and over time for Art from the South Side.
Like wise are many thanks given for the wisdom Of Josee from Quebec city.
The most relevant and helpful of all the rareified middle manager exceptions would have to be
The Duke.
The Duke was given the biggest challenges, far greater than that of my own. The Duke was given babbling lunatics above him to report to and drooling biscuit head toddlers to work with in the same working environment. AND yet he Duke rose, and brought those who cared to listen to the words and world wise confidence of the Duke to a greater success and acheivement. A finer drank in your cup, if you will.
Although the conditions were corrupted by the likes of Evil Deena and Yvette, the fastest moron in all of Middle management.
when told, that the prospects the Duke and his staff were to be converting to sales would be tranferred to third grade dropouts, who were all incarcerated for various crimes. The Duke simplified, 'at least we have jobs'.
and in the end. as wisdom would show, it is better to deal with the lunatic you know, than the one you do not.
and you could have cured cancer in your last job, if you are currently unemployed the cult of middlemanagement takes over with the judgement that, 'one of my fellow moron middlemanager bretheren thinks you can think, and so, you are a danger to me"
and in this day, Passive agressive job security was a paid benefit all by itself. For as the morons rule who is to be hired and who is to be tossed, it is wise to speak the language of the morons in business who hide under the title of Middle Management.
The Duke blessed us all for taking the patience to reinforce this belief.
then came the concoctions of evil Deena.
It was the idea of Evil Deena that as sales people. we would be more productive, if, after making the sale, we would each list that exact same sale, on a separate email, three separate times and send each of those emails to Evil Deena for her to keep record of.
This oddity was further clarified when it was found that evil Deena would eat three double cheeseburgers for lunch each day, but would still feel good about her health because, as she put it, everything happened on just one lunch. how bad can it be?
Evil Deena had come to our workplace from the fast food community where it was her brainchild to make a burger that was one full pound in weight. Her theory. well if your going to eat for one meal, why not for the others as well.
what a brilliant middle manager she was making and would continue to make on a manifested mediocre path of middle manager melanomas that would pollute every last common sense filled folk who worked with Mikey in these confines.
"surely," did mikey contemplate one day. "there will be a day that even the morons that reside in middle management will seek to make money. and then, as a sales person. I will make money too."
it seems to jibe, this was a business, and a busines does generally seek to make money.
generally.
but these middle managers were a special breed of dope, honed in the ignorance of call centers elswhere.
The duke stood confident. "inevitably, the tide will change, and instead of sending our sales to the ex convicts we will get to keep our own sales and determine our own fate."
The duke also provided comfort. "although evil deena is indeed exceptionally stupid, the Dipstick that hired her, you recall, the fastest moron in all of middle management, they will see how deep her stupidity goes, and they will send her back to the job she had before. placing crayons in the specific crayon boxes.(it was there she was promoted to middle managgment you see)
the Duke concluded and taking a drank from his cup.
" the secret is simple. if you can convince a real moron, and I mean a real idiot that you are just a dumb, if not dumber. AND, that idiot happens to already be in upper management. you are set for life. " The Duke Continued," the last thing any upper manager wants to do is work, but, they do not want to worry that someone below them will work, and expose them as someone who doesn't work." convince a moron uppermanager of that, and you will not work another day in your life. think it, contemplate it, review it as thou wilt, but you will see it is true."
next entry: Good Deena sheds light on evil deena and the dipstick exposes how deep his dippyness goes.
