Biweekly timecards are due Tuesday (at the
latest),
By Monday’d be great, (by today’d be the
greatest!)
Workers and supervisors need to approve in the
right order
To prevent a total breakdown or a mental
disorder.
Workers approve hours (once they’ve filled them
all in),
Supervisors go next (to avoid deep chagrin).
And now a little more insight
Into what compels me to write…
While it’s my joy to remind you fine and true
folk,
Who reminds the reminder? Or so goes the old
joke.
My mindful ‘minder’s named “Thinky”--he's a heck
of a guy,
But best keep your distance--he's incredibly
shy.
His purview isn’t specific to timecards alone,
He’ll remind me to eat or to hang up the phone.
Or if I’ve forgotten where I last parked my car,
He’ll retrace all my steps before I’ve gotten
too far.
He’s better than a computer because he knows
what I mean
When I ask him a question whether vague or
obscene.
“The Greek Goddess of Beauty and Love?” (“Aphrodite!”)
“That changing lightbulbs rhyme?” (“Lefty
loosey, righty tighty!”)
Lost my keys, dropped my wallet, misplaced my
wristwatch?
Can’t remember the base for a Rob Roy? (“It’s
scotch”).
So who is my ‘minder? Well, to be perfectly
plain,
Thinky’s the name of my oft-addled brain.
Thinky Geoff
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