TEN PUBLIC SERVANTS (A cautionary poem for our times) Ten Public Servants standing in a line One of them was downsized then there were nine.
Nine Public Servants who must negotiate, One joined the union then there were eight. Eight Public Servants thought they were in heaven, 'til one of them was redeployed then there were seven. Seven Public Servants, their jobs as safe as bricks, But one was reclassified then there were six. Six Public Servants trying to survive, One of them was privatised, then there were five. Five Public Servants ready to give more, But one Golden Handshake reduced them to four. Four Public Servants full of loyalty, Their jobs were all advertised then there were three. Three Public Servants under review, One left on secondment then there were two. Two Public Servants coping on the run, One went on stress leave then there was one. The last Public Servant agreed to relocate, Replaced by 10 consultants at twice the hourly rate. David in Ballarat To unsubscribe send email to [EMAIL PROTECTED] containing the line: unsubscribe lace-chat [EMAIL PROTECTED]
