Twas the day before thanksgiving and all through my work, not a creature was stirring not even that girl that looks like a mouse.
All the managers and leaders said they were working from home, all the staff was waiting for the email that said they could go home!
Not much work was being accomplished, but much online shopping was happening, people trying to figure out what which was the best deal and which one they would be charging.
All the lunch rooms were empty all the baked goods scattered anything new was being held out for the day that really mattered.
And while I sit here getting absolutely nothing done, I wonder if anyone would notice if I run.
I know that if I leave what will happen, I’ll get to my home when my phone will ring it will be my boss asking for things.
So back in my car I will climb so I can email him a file that is sitting on my desktop not where I could access it, If only I had filed it on the server I could have remotely sent it from my favorite chair where I would be sitting.
Well, it is a terrible poem, but I have nothing better to do right now!
Happy Thanksgiving!