Extracts from `The Weave a history alas no future`
by The Weave
Posted: Wednesday, May 7, 2003 Word Count: 238 |
Quickly jotted this as I didn’t have anything to put in the ‘writing example’………..
The morale in the office has never been flatter, an escalating amount of work and staff disappearing like stunners in a nightclub makes the atmosphere positively unbearable. With a mounting backlog and continuous E-mails regarding work levels, pressure is all too apparent for even the most hard working jobsworth.
Weaving the office rebel sits staring at the blue and high rise skyline pondering his future, or lack thereof. With his months notice already pre-written he scours the Internet desperately searching for employment that doesn’t involve files, drinks machines, team meetings and backlogs. The writing has been on the wall for months, and with the recent team night out unearthing the fact he’s been sleeping with the work co-ordinator for some time, it’s never been tougher for the 23-year-old.
Weaving believes he’s blessed with many talents and is one of the luckiest guys out there, he knows he cant spend the rest of his days changing addresses for some retired, minted, ex- major or Money Launderer. He relies on his imagination, something that cant be taught in the classroom, he believes that there are those who are meant to tap keys all day in a 6 foot by 6 foot cube for 15k a year and those who are meant to share a gift with the world.
‘Optimist or realist, only you can decide from the above extract’
The morale in the office has never been flatter, an escalating amount of work and staff disappearing like stunners in a nightclub makes the atmosphere positively unbearable. With a mounting backlog and continuous E-mails regarding work levels, pressure is all too apparent for even the most hard working jobsworth.
Weaving the office rebel sits staring at the blue and high rise skyline pondering his future, or lack thereof. With his months notice already pre-written he scours the Internet desperately searching for employment that doesn’t involve files, drinks machines, team meetings and backlogs. The writing has been on the wall for months, and with the recent team night out unearthing the fact he’s been sleeping with the work co-ordinator for some time, it’s never been tougher for the 23-year-old.
Weaving believes he’s blessed with many talents and is one of the luckiest guys out there, he knows he cant spend the rest of his days changing addresses for some retired, minted, ex- major or Money Launderer. He relies on his imagination, something that cant be taught in the classroom, he believes that there are those who are meant to tap keys all day in a 6 foot by 6 foot cube for 15k a year and those who are meant to share a gift with the world.
‘Optimist or realist, only you can decide from the above extract’