Twas the night before layoffs , when all through the fab
Not a worker was smiling the mood was quiet drab;
The foups were hung by the overhead with care,
In fear of what Tom Caulfield would soon declare;
The wafers were nestled all snug in their slots;
While visions of severance and managers plots.
PT’s in their cubicles and MT’s in their bump caps
The EE’s had just settled in for their afternoon naps;
When out in the cubes arose such a clatter,
HP jumped from PB’s lap to see what was the matter.
Away to the window she flew like a flash,
To sign a list of employees soon to be slashed.
When what to her wondering eyes did appear,
But lies and failure for the upcoming year.
With another pivot,
so lively and free
She knew in a moment it must be TC
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When the time is right, I shall reveal myself.
@1nkl+1k833Faa Nope, Mr Mustache doesn’t get credit for this one. He’s too busy watching the tool status tank.
No way this isn't a Luigi special
This site is mostly sh--e with gems like this far and between. Great post.
Top notch.
The snow storm will cause some delays tomorrow.
I love you, you magnificent ba----d.
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Beautiful and so true!