An Effort in Futility

A long wooden table takes up the room. We sit around, a stack of papers in front of us, discussing our setbacks and lack of resources. Where did all our resources go? And then there’s time tracking and documentation. Furious weeks have been spent catching up and we nearly are, but not quite yet. Just a little more time, just a little more. Next week, vacation, and then back to the treadmill. Maybe they’ll cut more staff… Maybe me…