workweek of a manager

I woke up monday morning and decided
It was time to get my workers united
We have stuff to get done
Before we can move on
We have projects to do
And stuff to get through
We have deadlines to beat
And new clients to meet
But by the end of the night we had failed
All my ideas have sailed
Today was such an ass kicker
So I went home and turned to my liquor
but that didn’t remove the past
on my salary the good stuff don’t last
so I hit the sack, and slept like a baby on my back

I woke up tuesday morning and decided
It was time to get my workers united
We have so many things to get through
And so many projects yet to do
I wondered how we will get through all of this
So to clear my mind I took a good piss
In the bathroom I found a white baggie
Though the contents were kind of saggy
I took the bag home and gave it a hit
Damn that was some good shit
Tonight I felt no pain
Im so glad I found that cocaine

I woke up Wednesday morning and decided
It was time to get my workers united
I called everyone into my room
They looked like they entered their doom
As I started to speak
They all started to freak
On my ideas we just couldn’t agree
None of them listened to me
I couldn’t take the stress
I had landed myself into such a deep mess
Of help I was in terrible need
Luckily I found my weed
Soon things seemed alright
I figured id call it a night.



I woke up Thursday morning and decided
It was time to get my workers united
I came in early morning
And gave all the workers a warning
I told them what I want to get done
And told them to stop having so much fun
They looked at me like I was crazy
I yelled at them for being so lazy
Nothing here every gets finished
My job will soon be diminished
My employees they just will not work
I over-heard them even call me a jerk
I decided to punish a few
And I knew just what to do
I went to the closet and got them all brooms
On the way back I picked up a pack of shrooms
I made them stay late and sweep
However I went to my office to sleep
When I got home I opened my pack
I felt like I just smoked some crack
I can’t explain in my sleep what I saw
My dreams they left me in awe

However I woke up Friday morning and I had it figured out
My plan was perfect without a doubt
I decided that I would rebel
My employees all began to yell
I lowered each and every wage
Everyone went into a rage
They knew what they all had to do
This place will no longer be a zoo
I told them they had until four
They realized I won the war
I laughed in their face
And gave them, their space
They organized little mobs
And went to do all their jobs
At a quarter till three
They entered with a plea
The work was all done
I realized I had won
The job they completed was splendid
Too bad the work week just ended
This work week had tickled my brain
But come Monday we will do it all again
And now that this poem is doneWe realize being manager is not always so fun