She asks us to tell a short story about a boss who really impressed us, one way or another, and when Mama Zen asks for a short story, she really means short, in this case 67 words or less. Words Count with Mama Zen!
Here's one of my favourite work-related stories, the boss in this case being an anxious sub-foreman in a large newspaper composing room circa 1977. I've pruned my story to 65 words.
One evening shift, my friend Ron and I were talking to one another. The foreman asked us to get back to work. Ron said, “There are twenty other people in this room, and they’re not working.”
The foreman replied, “If I tell them to start working, they’ll swear at me. But if I ask you and Kay to get back to work, you’ll do it.”
|A much older and noisier newspaper composing room from a time long gone.|