Hogwash

This morning I sat in a meeting with people higher up in the corporate chain than me. They are department chiefs at a the second highest possible level. They came down to give out briefings on why things are done the way they are done to the general masses. This meeting thought was to get a feel for how things are in my purgatory office. When the question was first asked I outwardly showed some emotion by quietly laughing. Then I sat flummoxed as a person who has to this point shown outward thoughts and emotion against the office go through and tactfully talk about how things are. With the addition of another person who has a vested interest in keeping this office around, it had to be some of the best lipstick on a pig I have ever seen.

I should have known better. These are not the people you bring lower levels of concern to. We are already doing that through the channels we should be. There would not have been any good to come out of airing out our dirty laundry. I used to be the best one at that. I could paint a beautiful picture of how things were no matter how covered in excrement they are. Somewhere along my career path I switched gears. I no longer put lipstick on a pig; I tap dance and give fancy answers. When it comes down to calling an ugly baby ugly I do. Though most of the time I just say it is not the most attractive baby, but it will grow.

I do not want to return to painting lipstick on pigs, but I do need to remember to be tactful. It is very rare I forget at the office. It was quite the shock that I forgot this morning. I could blame it on dealing with rude people this morning that kind of set me on tilt, but that would just be an excuse. I still know better. I am still one of the better people at presenting a positive spin on situations that do not have many things to be positive about. I just have to remember that.

Until tomorrow, may you find your baby attractive because it is attractive.

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