The all powerful was a short statured and short tempered man. Anybody entering the sanctum sanctorum did so on his/her own peril. But he was a little considerate toward the she-gender. The only difference was that the papers put up for approval did not take the aerial route to reach the applicant.
The maverick cum novice was an avid reader novels! Believing strongly that these authors’ style was good enough, he always prepared written technical communications using many colons, semi-colons and other punctuation marks except the full stop.
He took pride in drafting a paragraph, of running matter, literally driving the words replete with adjectives, conjunctions, adverbs and what nots.
His labour produced a three page technical note and as the it s important, he personally took it up to The Boss for perusal and approval.
Muted arguments could be heard, as he waited in the ante-chamber room to gain entry in to the sanctum sanctorum. A colleague, with a sheaf of papers, rushed out wiping his face with a hk.
Cursing his bad luck, maverick-novice entered the inner chamber and placed the note on the table with trepidation. Seconds became minutes and the minutes became half-an-hour.
Finally, the Boss said “can you not write in simple sentences (or) is it that you have a complex that allows you to write only in this manner?”. Then he scrawled an “I agree” on the note and said “See how simple this is?”
Later on the novice came to know that The Boss did not like to read complex sentences. The novice cursed himself as to “why he did not think of reading the whole note and got it approved in seconds?”
The maverick cum novice was an avid reader novels! Believing strongly that these authors’ style was good enough, he always prepared written technical communications using many colons, semi-colons and other punctuation marks except the full stop.
He took pride in drafting a paragraph, of running matter, literally driving the words replete with adjectives, conjunctions, adverbs and what nots.
His labour produced a three page technical note and as the it s important, he personally took it up to The Boss for perusal and approval.
Muted arguments could be heard, as he waited in the ante-chamber room to gain entry in to the sanctum sanctorum. A colleague, with a sheaf of papers, rushed out wiping his face with a hk.
Cursing his bad luck, maverick-novice entered the inner chamber and placed the note on the table with trepidation. Seconds became minutes and the minutes became half-an-hour.
Finally, the Boss said “can you not write in simple sentences (or) is it that you have a complex that allows you to write only in this manner?”. Then he scrawled an “I agree” on the note and said “See how simple this is?”
Later on the novice came to know that The Boss did not like to read complex sentences. The novice cursed himself as to “why he did not think of reading the whole note and got it approved in seconds?”
The Boss did not like to read complex sentences. The novice cursed himself as to “why he did not think of reading the whole note and got it approved in seconds?”
ReplyDeleteA funny way to put the issue of writing in complex sentences and some liking simple sentences. a way out is to read complex sentences to a simple minded BOSS!