Originally Posted Tuesday, April 22, 2014
Guest gone, a return to normalcy. ??? I don't know what that means. Routine, maybe. I am still struggling with the end of this interminable illness that has been plaguing me all Spring. It is leaving me hollow and frail and something more or less. As physical strength slowly returns, I begin to realize the other things that need mending. I feel oddly incomplete and vulnerable. I feel like Mohamed Ali preparing for his last fight with Larry Holmes. "I'll think of something," he said in an interview lying on the training table. "I'd better think of something."
He took a brutal pounding.
I have an early date at the factory today. The company CEO is addressing the straw bosses to gleefully announce a new realignment of the organization. Many people have lost their jobs. This will be a glorious celebration of the brilliance of management. Sacrifices have been made for the good of the company, but only by those who have lost their jobs, I'm afraid. It's a tough economy, I'm prepared to hear, but we can see it through if we all pull together. Any questions?
I'll be the man in the back of the room looking at his shoes.
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