Friday is a day of joy and smiles,
As you look forward to a weekend without files,
You get a mail, throwing a shadow on it all,
Time to fill WSR it says in cheerful yellow and green,
And you end up just grinding your teeth.
An acronym for weekly status report,
At first glance, it is just another excel you snort.
Yet open it and you get bewildered,
With sheets upon sheets, and endless columns to fill,
A perfect nightmare, when you just wanted to chill.
From your name to this weeks accomplishment,
And what is in progress and even any compliment,
To what you have to do next week,
With the risks and the statistics,
And everything else except drumsticks.
You numb yourself to this pain,
And start to type, hoping to leave before it rains.
Suddenly the mind goes blank,
Forgetting what you did even half hour back,
It ends up with junk data, disguised to look as real as an almanac.
There will be escalations
And maybe proclamations.
If you do not reply to this mail.
And you will be labelled a defaulter,
The latest criminal at work without a falter.
Staring at the file being attached, You just hope
It is in someone else’s scope,
To become the defaulter this time round.
You click on send, and rush off home,
Dreading and awaiting the Fridays to come.
NaPoWriMo 2017 Day 21
Off prompt today also.
This is dedicated to Mythri and Vamsi. If filling the WSR is irritating, I can only imagine how it is for them to collect and merge it from everyone before sending it. They deserve an award 🙂
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