Friday, October 18, 2013

Worker Bees

How much like bees are we as we awake each day and journey to our appointed cubicles in the great honey comb?  
How much like bees are we as daily we perform our "function" in society?  
No more the lion nor the lone wolf but the ceaselessly moving mass of humanity trudging headlong into... What? 


Friday Flash 55 at the G-Man's

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  1. if we are worker bees we need to ask who our queen is that we are serving...smiles.

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    1. Just who or what the queen is has been cause for debate and conflict for the history of mankind. Maybe she is the invisible man in the sky, or not.

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  2. You know Carleton a cubicle is one experience I have never had. I think I would have to bring in cardboard sheets to roof it and make a door for the front.

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  3. And after watching the previous post, I suddenly have a little 'Honey' of my own to deposit somewhere!
    Loved your cleverly creative 55 Mr. C
    You always make me smirk!
    Thanks for playing, and have a Kick Ass Week-End

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  4. Better bees than lemmings. Wait, how do we know...? !

    Mine is here

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  5. "what rough beast, it's hour come round at last, slouches...." indeed, into what?

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  6. I took a totally different path. I could think of nothing so awful as a 9 to 5 in the corporate world.

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    1. I've done that as well. In fact, I've done both and they both end up being pretty much the same. You report to your given assignment each day regardless of the location.

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  7. ? Hasn't this been the question since the beginning of time? :)

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    1. Yeah! You'd think someone would have hit on an answer by now. Good to hear from you Margaret. Hope all is well.

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  8. Maybe we will soon suffer the same fate: colony collapse disorder. Can't you see it coming??

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  9. And the sound is maddening! PLEASE LET ME OUT!

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    1. I suppose there is some comfort in losing your hearing. At least you can't hear the screaming.

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  10. At least bees can fly. I always thought the hamster on the treadmill was an apt metaphor for humanity's 9 to 5 drudgery.

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    1. I've heard it said, shit happens and then you die. Ummm. Maybe that's why God created martinis and cigars.

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