Don’t rest upon your laurels
Once you’ve reached top
Because someone on the ladder
Don’t rest upon your laurels
Once you’ve reached top
Because someone on the ladder
The glass ceiling has been removed
For the
benefit of women everywhere
It’s a
positive move long overdue
It was
difficult to clean way up there
If your employee goes all raging bull
Instead of his normal
little sparrow
Just say “Easy there
Mr Testosterone
Or I’ll replace you
with a marrow"
The common term for someone
Who retires but goes
to work again
Because they enjoy it
too much
To give it up, is
criminally insane
My Uncle John is retired
He doesn’t miss work,
He says
But the people he
worked with
During his
professional days
Of course he lies to
spare them
Which is one of his
ways
I work in an office that’s so quiet
I suggested without
misgiving
That we should all
join hands
In order to contact
the living
I told my boss at work today
That we had a short
shipment
And he went absolutely
mad
He got straight on the
phone
And showed his
discontent
We had a shipment of
shorts
Is what I actually
meant
My Boss doesn’t go to the gym
But it’s not a case of
him being slack
He gets all the
exercise he needs
Just by stabbing people
in the back
Our computers went down
At the office today
So, we had to do
things
The old-fashioned way
But Doris had a pack
of cards
So, playing cards was
ok
If your staff tell you an
Incentive scheme is
desired
Say “I have one for
you”
Work hard or get fired
After my holiday
My inbox was full
And the backlog
Was diabolical
After four hours
However, it transpired
From an email I found
That I was fired
If you’re lonely at work
And you find it
self-defeating
There is only one
thing for it
And that is to call a
meeting
I am totally unappreciated at work
I do a good job but unfortunately,
I fear
It’s akin to dribbling
in your trousers
When you’re wearing a
dark pair
You get a comforting warm
glow
But no one sees the
piss patch there
Don’t worry about the boss
Finding out how little
you do
Because he is the lazy
shit
That’s more worried
about you
I've just heard the window cleaner
He was really making
tongues wag
Cursing, shouting, and
swearing
I’m not possessed of the work ethic
But I don’t mind going
there
However, the
eight-hour wait
To go home is a real
nightmare
Working in a sweat shop
Is, dawn to dusk,
sew-sew
Conditions are
appalling
And never thought
so-so
Did you hear about the guy?
Who was guillotined
and how
His whole left side
was cut off
Obviously, he's all
right now
When he’s making clocks
And hunger beacons
The clock man will
Go back four seconds.
One of the guys fell into
The upholstery
machine,
He was quickly
discovered
And they knew what to
do
To get him out the
machine
Now he’s fully recovered