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... because this is a tricky season. Not everyone will get a promotion. The folks who get it will spend the next couple of days responding to congratulatory emails and phone calls from their friends spread across the globe. Folks who do not get it, spend the next couple of days writing congratulatory emails to their colleagues spread across the globe who just got promoted. Happy, glad, sad, bad ... all in one season. Others may feel worse than bad about being skipped over and spouses had to bear watching their partners feel worse than bad about not getting that promotion ...it is a happy-sad season ...here is the poem I've been wrestling with for weeks... if only I had Billy Collin's craft...
Here now comes the promotion season Pretty much like the flu season It comes bearing aches, once every year It comes bearing chills and headaches
It’s a season you warmly embrace Each year, and you don’t mind at all The heavy chills and body aches As long as it gets you on that list
Unlike the flu season there are no Shots, no vaccine or codeine to help Get rid of that bothersome pain, a pain That is worth all if you get on that list
If you do not, well –just remember You cannot get it from sneezing Or from kissing and getting depress About it won’t make it any easier
As A-100 mates embrace the season And all you get are the sniffles Why, bear the discomfort within reason For each season holds a mission –
Like the flu season, this one won't Hang around like pigeons, but same time Next year a brand new season returns Once more like a born-again inspiration