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Slacking - Third Meeting [Friday, Period 1]
It was possible that students might be noticing a trend with the whole sunglasses on and feet up on the desk thing. But considering that this was only the third week he'd been doing it, it was at least theoretically possible that they weren't. The fact that it was still an act rather than being Max actually taking a nap was something of a small miracle by this point. After all, it was a rather comfortable position and he did tend to be lazy. There was one thing different about this week, though, and that was that Max's feet were actually propped up on an alligator. Said alligator seemed to be snoring. Whether Max had found the alligator there and just decided that the opportunity was too good to pass up, or whether he'd passed it on his way to work, knocked it out, and brought it with him... well, that was anyone's guess.
"So," he began, sitting up abruptly once everyone had arrived, "there's a famous military maxim, one I assume you're all familiar with. 'No your enemy'." He looked around. "Simple and sound advice, really. It turns out that what is true in war is true in most of the rest of your life too, and this is no exception. The most effective way to slack is to understand how those idiots who want you to do stupid things think. Hopefully you can do that without becoming such an idiot yourself."
The alligator on Max's desk stirred and he glanced over at it long enough to frown and bop it soundly on the head hard enough to send it back to its snoring.
He looked around the room thoughtfully. "Now, I'm sure that all of you have been around enough to have encountered at least one person who is precisely the sort of terrible manager that gives rise to slacking, and today you are going to try to get into that person's head. You will devide yourselves into pairs and come up with some sort of goal together. Then you will take turns brainstorming the sorts of instructions an incompetent manager would give which would prevent you from attaining your goal as well as discussiong techniques for working around those instructions."
Max's smile turned amused. "Before you leave, each pair should come tell me what goal it was they decided to work toward." He probably just wanted to know because he was curious. Yeah. That was it. Curious.
Yep.
"So," he began, sitting up abruptly once everyone had arrived, "there's a famous military maxim, one I assume you're all familiar with. 'No your enemy'." He looked around. "Simple and sound advice, really. It turns out that what is true in war is true in most of the rest of your life too, and this is no exception. The most effective way to slack is to understand how those idiots who want you to do stupid things think. Hopefully you can do that without becoming such an idiot yourself."
The alligator on Max's desk stirred and he glanced over at it long enough to frown and bop it soundly on the head hard enough to send it back to its snoring.
He looked around the room thoughtfully. "Now, I'm sure that all of you have been around enough to have encountered at least one person who is precisely the sort of terrible manager that gives rise to slacking, and today you are going to try to get into that person's head. You will devide yourselves into pairs and come up with some sort of goal together. Then you will take turns brainstorming the sorts of instructions an incompetent manager would give which would prevent you from attaining your goal as well as discussiong techniques for working around those instructions."
Max's smile turned amused. "Before you leave, each pair should come tell me what goal it was they decided to work toward." He probably just wanted to know because he was curious. Yeah. That was it. Curious.
Yep.
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