Anarchy-X
The decision makers were all gone and there was nobody but us left. It was surreal-the inmates were actually running the asylum and for a brief instant we were confused... then reality set in. New powers-that-be were put into place just so we could save some face... "See how quickly we moved along everybody".
Oh sure on the outside we look like had gotten back on track in the wake of humilation but the simple truth is no way. Whatever authority there may be is left holding a quarter-inch paint brush and have been asked to paint a masterpiece on a canvas the size of Texas and the subordinates are stuck dealing with the rest of the shitstorm.
Oh sure on the outside we look like had gotten back on track in the wake of humilation but the simple truth is no way. Whatever authority there may be is left holding a quarter-inch paint brush and have been asked to paint a masterpiece on a canvas the size of Texas and the subordinates are stuck dealing with the rest of the shitstorm.
posted by Antek on 3/01/2006
2 Comments:
Where's this from???
Keg, this is a true but vague story about a little place I like to call home for 8 hours a day M-F.
It was one of the things in the past I always promised I'd talk about but could not do so at the time and whenever I decide to move on I will tell the whole story in a more upfront manner. (it actually is kinda interesting)
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