A Meeting In the Conference Room

A Meeting in the Conference Room By Elton Camp The supervisor seems to know just one main way That he can justify his position and outrageous pay That is by a required meeting where he’ll preside Employees moaning and groaning is hard to hide Nobody wants to hear from the self-important jerk As he attempts to tell them how to do their work He thinks that he knows what is the very best way And the ones who do the tasks have nothing to say It is a voice of authority that he will try to assume Just as soon as he strides into the meeting room With the sound of his own voice he seems fascinated While his foolish instructions are repeatedly related What he will say could be done in five minutes or less But the meeting will last at least an hour, nevertheless Then he complains when office work gets behind That he wasted so much time none should remind The office would be better off if he would disappear But that he will soon demand an assistant, never fear