Bureaucracy is my life
I think it makes me a tad masochistic, but I really do love bureaucracy. It is the gears that turn behind the facade of every organization. I’ve had the pleasure of being a part of great bureaucracies (and here I refer to all my droobs in student politics), and hair pulling ones- read, McGill. I was awarded councilor of the year by the EUS yesterday (which I am ecstatic about, for the record), so I thought I’d commemorate the occasion by sharing a little sonnet I cooked up during a meeting:
The Red Tape I find at McGill A blessing of beastly proportions The forms that I constantly fill Force my body through joyful contortions. Sweet Minerva, I love like a palace Her twists and dead ends are my soul. The bugs leave no traces of malice, My time with her is my one goal. I crave the slow progress online, My blood flows like its glacial progress. I age with it like a fine wine, Though it leaves my timesheets in a mess. To cut her out; an impossible feat, For without her, my Life's incomplete
For any who are concerned about my sanity at this point- Don’t worry. I lost my mind ages ago.