“Johnson, we’re making layoffs and we need a way to soften the blow.”
“Well, we could feed them pizza.”
“What? But that costs money, and it would have to come out of my lunchtime hot stone massage budget.”
“Well, yes sir, but you can make that back up with the increased productivity from feeding them. They’ll be so happy with the pizza that they won’t care about the people we fire.”
He considered it a moment.
“That’s a great idea Johnson. I’ll have my secretary write up the email. That way all those drones will know who their benefactor is.”
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