Sunday, 21 February 2016

Colleagues, Co-Workers

Colleagues, co-workers:
  • why are they incompetent, devious and malevolent?
  • why do they look like Uncle Fester?
These are just some of the profound mysteries that are to be explored in up-coming posts, and to no avail.

Whereas ME...

...noble, intelligent, capable, decisive, courageous, kind: not your run-of-the-mill colleague or co-worker at all. So why am I one?

I grow old … I grow old …
I shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled.

Shall I part my hair behind? Do I dare to eat a peach?
I shall wear white flannel trousers, and walk upon the beach.
I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each.

I do not think that they will sing to me.

T S Eliot, The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock (1920)

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