Memo's The Word

Sorry... been a few days. Three times I went in to write an entry and... found I really had nothing to say. I actually tried typing in a few post titles, hoping that it might help generate a worthy topic. But I'm afraid that  Tuesday Is The New Monday, Water Cooler Blues and A Fax To Grind may have been initially promising... but ended up empty, shallow and listless.

Not that Memo's The Word is any great attention grabber. But it's what I have..... anyway... there's been some whispering going on that the company might be under attack by a competitor and may be taken over. Upper management - and Mr. Sledge in particular - are even more keyed-up and on-edge than they usually are. The regurgitated air-conditioned air is thick with the smell of nervous corporate sweat.

No one's even been yelled at or demoted in three days.... it's strangely quiet. Even Jerry has stopped gloating about his new ' cubi-cooool '(as he's been irritatingly calling it). Everyone' keeping their heads down, hoping not to get noticed in case some sacrificial lambs might keep the wolves from the door.

And me? Well... if it happens, it happens. I doubt anyone would even notice the slightest change around here. The grey walls and fluorescent buzz maintain a sense of stability, order and iron-clad sameness that is highly resilient to change and dulls any attempt at provocation or upset.

Nothing changes the status quo here.

Or as the most recent company motto states: Business First. Business Last. Business In-Between.

.... it's in the memo.