"We need to bring up morale" said the suit. "Yes" agreed all at the long, wooden table. "What about a raffle" said a woman that wished she would have been quiet. "No, to much over head" said another woman with the calculator. A small man at the end of the table that was secretly wearing woman's under garments raised his hand. "What about dancing?" and all looked at him. "Yes, at say 7:25 each night we could turn on music and close the registers for five minuets and dance" and crossed his garter clad legs.
Forms were typed by people with no rhythm and read by people that had never sang. Music was looked at by people that only heard dollar signs and passed off to mangers that had soar feet. Contests were had to write a song that would "Target" mass appeal.
Jinglers jingled, Swingers swang, Hip hopper's hippity hopped, Rocker's rocked, Westerner's twanged, and Singer's sang. They agreed on a song that was a cornucopia of corporate indecision. If crocodile tears had a theme song it would have sounded like this.
The corporate offices thought they were giving a break. The worker bees thought it was a huge burden. "We have to dance?" yelled the masses. That cry could have been heard from sea to shining sea! "Yes" said each store team leader. "Come on, it will be fun", "Give it a chance", "Relax, everyone can use five minuets of dancing" and other statements of this nature. They even had coupons of 5% off for the dancing public. And the first week went off with mild grumbling.
The assets protection leaders were in charge of giving out the coupons, but that changed. They came to be called the Dance Police and would write up anyone worker that was not grooving out. It became like yelling at someone to "think lovely".
Within time it was all but phased out. The song it self was mentally set a flame by all. And the workers thought twice about complaining that corperate never did anything for them.
This is dedicated to my best friend and little sis Lis. She is a Target manger and use to dance a lot more. She vents at times about the people that
say ("THEY" need to do more for us!" And when "THEY" do "They" still complain. She's even had them coloring "Damn It! someone used all the red!"
I've always said that if I found out I only have one day to live I'm stealing a cop car and shooting out all the "Target" targets, but she says I can't while she's still working there. But that will be a whole other story!
Besos And Thanx!!!
�2003 Daniel J Harris
