Wednesday at Work…Humor Me

There is No Joy in Mudville

When did work

Stop

Being fun

So much that we needed

Workshops

White Papers

and Gurus

To convince us to play?

Holy mackerel

Do we really need to flop

Plush fish

Over cubicle dividers

To demonstrate our laughter competency?

Forced fun feels phony.

Like spilt snake oil

Ponding on a boardroom table

While minutes are read

Hours are missed.

And venom stains the oak.

Meanwhile Guru Garry

Pinches clown noses to our faces

Leading us

In a manta minute.

We chant, “HA HA HA HA!”

And with the last ha

We die

Not from a belly laugh

But from humor hari kari.

Ironic.

If you try to get us to have fun

You don’t get it.

Because fun comes

All by itself

Like five year olds building castles

In a backyard sandbox.

Laughing away the day.

Until the streetlights come on

And darkness descends.

They must head home and leave kicking the castles apart.

Honoring impermanence

Giggling as they go.

When did play leave our lives

So impoverished

We needed to learn

To lighten up.

The mighty Casey has struck out.

About David Zinger
David Zinger's 20/20 vision is to foster a 20% global increase in employee engagement by the year 2020. Join him in this quest to enhance engagement for the benefit of all as low levels of engagement are bad for employees, organizations, customers, and the economy.

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2 Responses to “Wednesday at Work…Humor Me”
  1. or five year olds who open a present and play with the box for hours while the present itself sits aside and lonely!

    here here for “free” time and “play” time!

  2. David Zinger says:

    Steve:
    A great gift that empty box. Thanks for the comment.
    David

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