To blend or come together
Seto Kaiba hated office retreats. He thought they were a waste of his time.
He could understand how they could be useful, but didn’t see why HE had to attend them.
That being said, who the hell made this day-long retreat manditory?! It sure wasn’t him!
He could deal with the ‘stress-reducing’ yoga warm-up and the healthy, but slightly unappetizing lunch. But this afternoon session?
There were a number of things that he would rather do than to listen to this facilitator blather on about ‘capitalizing workflow processes’ and ‘utilizing management strategies’.”
He knew those things already. He didn’t see why he had to go over this with the entire management team.
It was probably rude to check his emails on his phone, but he was doing it anyway. He wasn’t sure if he was happy or unhappy to see that the rest of management team didn’t have the balls to do it as well.
His phone buzzed, indicating a new message. It was from his executive assistant.
In the subject line was this:
Mr. Kaiba, let me do my job and check your emails. You do yours and listen to the facilitator! *eom
Well, at least someone on his team had a spine.
A satire or lampoon, especially one posted in a public place
“Troy and Abed in the mooorning!”
“Good morning, folks!” greeted Abed.
“And I’m Abed; welcome to the show!”
Abed took a sip of Red Bull from his coffee mug.
“Today, our special guest is Vaughn, here to talk about his new single, ‘You’re Not a B to Me’.”
Troy, Abed, and the camera all turned to the singer/songwriter.
“Hey, hi, ‘sup, peeps!”
“Tell us, Vaughn. What was your inspiration for writing this song?”
Vaughn settled into his stool and smiled at Troy and Abed, slightly confused.
“Well, there’s a very special someone in my life and I wanted to dedicate a song in her honor.”
“Aw, so sweet,” crooned Troy.
“And when can we see the single in stores?” asked Abed.
Vaughn looked a bit flustered for a moment. “Well, I don’t really have access to recording equipment right now, so…”
Troy and Abed laughed raucously to hide Vaughn’s embarrassment.
“With that, we’ll turn to Garrett with the weather!”
The camera swiveled from the trio to Garrett standing in front of a blackboard.
“Well, it’s raining!”
I am the potoo
I spend most of my time sitting on the edges of tree branches,
pretending to be a stick or dead leaf
it’s not as easy as it looks
I sing virtually exclusively around the period of the full moon
because, according to legend,
I am a mournful spirit in love with the spirit of the moon
I approve of this so much.
They’re really cute when the pupils are dilated! (Like my cat!)
Reblogging for Mint.