Weekend Writing Prompt: Why work?…?

Hey Sammi  late to this, it’s Sunday night, the antiques roadshow is passed and countryfile is over, we’ve watched a gritty drama and so now its time for this gubbins. Here we go…

 

Good work yields Coffee vouchers but leaves me bemused as to why anyone would pay me for what I’m doing.

A noteworthy company has become a kitsch parody of itself, concentrating on buzzwords and logos, which may as well be Buzzards and Lego, as, from where i’m standing, seems to generate little back from my forays into the countryside apart from ruddy cheeks and a shitload of diesel fumes.

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