Monday
It has come to my attention that someone has been stealing from
the communal fridge. I notice that my own personal milk with my
name on the bottle is half empty, also three fingers of my KitKat
are missing. Please refrain, or action will be taken.
Tuesday
It has come to my attention, and I’m pleasantly surprised to see
my milk has been topped up, though, why two fingers of my
kitkat in a V sign just beggars belief. Just tasted my milk, you
dirty bastard. I will now be monitoring the fridge from my office.
You will be caught.
Wednesday
It has come to my attention that the camera monitoring the fridge
is now monitoring the ladies' toilet. This is intolerable, you are
usurping my authority. Heads will roll. I will now be moving the
fridge into my office until further notice.
Thursday
It has come to my attention that my office has been penetrated,
The fridge is missing, and I find a ransom note on my desk.
I don’t know who you people think you're dealing with, but
Let me leave you in no doubt, I will find out who you are, and
You will be dismissed.
Friday
It has come to my attention that a delivery of fifty fridges is
cluttering up the whole building, management is going
ballistic. I concede to your demands. Please get rid of
them. Let us get back to you taking my milk and my biscuits,
my job, my life. Just leave me alone.
Thank you.
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Paul Bell (Pseudonym) (
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I thought so.
You're downright hilarious.
Only on Fridays. lol
Hahaha!
Paul this is on the outside fringe of what I had always considered poetry but you have opened my mind. In my prior definition I had always said that a poem is something that moves me emotionally and this did, it made me laugh and what better emotion is there than that. It brightened my day, what more can I ask for. For that a definite fave and thank you for broadening my horizons.
I've done my job then.
The weekend starts now. lol
Proof positive that the usurpation of power can always be a real possibility if one only has the time and tenacity.....
Guys running the country now, it was only a matter of time before we went down hill.
'Take your word for it - I'm not there.
This is like the slow start of a satirical horror novel. I wonder what demands were made on the ransom note.
That's another poem. lol
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