So, the firm added five people to the project Monday, apparently to make up for attrition (I haven't really been paying attention, so for all I know nobody left, or 20 people left). So Monday afternoon, Captain Queeg strolls through with five people in tow. He points one of them to a seat in our room, then takes the remaining four to the next room. Not a word to us, just tells the one guy, "You can sit there." It all happened so fast, I'm not even sure Queeg explained who these people were. The way I figure, if he didn't care enough to tell us who these people are and why he was walking them through our room, then I don't care enough to inquire. Which leads us to this haiku:
New people started
No introductions to us
Don't care who they are
And, of course, its follow-up:
Fuck you, Captain Queeg.
You have no management skills.
Plus you're really short.
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