The tale of what happens when it gets close to closing time

This is the story of every weekday spent looking at the top right,

My Macbook pro, slowed down by a million tabs in plain sight,

There used to be buffered videos and downloaded documents,

Now there are bookmarks, there is pocket, yet the same predicaments,

At my old job, this time meant quitting came easy around now,

We’ll pick this issue up tomorrow, someway, somehow,

At best this will be a bug, at worst something that needs a fix,

It isn’t that bad, it’ll be good in a couple of weeks,

Regress this and run that suite, lets make sure we follow process,

Lets have a meeting pile on another, we need our leaders to bless,

But now it’s you, it’s the clock, it’s your cabin without a view,

You have hours and minutes and new problems to chew,

You have the same problems, just a smaller set of people,

You have the same headaches, just a different source of evil,

What became of team lunches and morale events?

What happened to planning committees and coffees over nonsense?

It is but a function of moving to something smaller,

Punishment and learning — the hopes of becoming a baller,

Relinquishing options for equity and a moonshot,

Redbull, caffeine and venture funded food for though,

What determines happiness and keeps insecurity at bay,

At least here in the bay, dreams never get in the way,

Plenty of dealers who encourage a hand,

Plenty of castles made out in the sand,

Staying lean and floating like ice,

Untouched vagrancy, brought about by vice,

In these 4 minutes that the A/C whirs to a halt,

You look away, analyzing the lines of your fault,

You head away to recharge your batteries,

The drive back, drivel on the radio drown out your inner sighs,

To each their own as you check your phone stuck n traffic,

Eating out again, since cooking stopped giving you the kick,

Is this really a worthy tradeoff for work and your sanity?

Nothing better to throw yourself at and no one for clarity,

Finding your calling has little to do with a number,

But you have been clueless for as long as you can remember

Me, Megh and Meghbartma