It’s been two years since I left my office-based career in the NHS well and truly behind me. One of the first pieces of writing I completed at that time was a poem entitled Office Tick-tock. I was reminded of it again recently when, out of the blue, I received some lovely feedback from a poet in Louisiana. I thought it was due another brief moment in the spotlight of my blog.
Office tick-tock
Chit-chat, tappity tap.
Skirts flirting with shirts.
Geeks gazing at datasheets
- the office is a buzz.
Kettles whistling, printers whirring,
'Go Slow' in the corner's stirring!
Footfall in the corridor.
We've all heard that clip-clop before.
Big bellied boss blusters in.
Brainstorm this.
Blue sky that.
Create, debate, update, regenerate.
Projected, rejected profit profiles.
We couldn't give a fax a-budget!
Everyone knows that management fudge it.
Tick-tock, as one we watch the clock.
Quick as a flash, people dash.
Files are filed.
Switches are switched.
Teacups flung, coats unhung.
Desks deserted.
The buzz, buzzed off.
Until tomorrow...
Tick-tock, tick tock.
Office tick-tock
Chit-chat, tappity tap.
Skirts flirting with shirts.
Geeks gazing at datasheets
- the office is a buzz.
Kettles whistling, printers whirring,
'Go Slow' in the corner's stirring!
Footfall in the corridor.
We've all heard that clip-clop before.
Big bellied boss blusters in.
Brainstorm this.
Blue sky that.
Create, debate, update, regenerate.
Projected, rejected profit profiles.
We couldn't give a fax a-budget!
Everyone knows that management fudge it.
Tick-tock, as one we watch the clock.
Quick as a flash, people dash.
Files are filed.
Switches are switched.
Teacups flung, coats unhung.
Desks deserted.
The buzz, buzzed off.
Until tomorrow...
Tick-tock, tick tock.
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