Managers, regardless of salary, should not be allowed to earn or use comp time. They are expected to work as many hours as needed to get the job done - especially at these salary levels.
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This Is Payment Price This Poet Pays
My friend is a salary man luckily gainfully employed
five days a week for eight hours a day he earns his pay.
I also for decades worked my days for weekly monthly pay.
I studied hard put in extra time to fully earn my worker pay,
years sped by I worked and worked to earn hard earned pay,
now for a time a time and a half I do not work this way.
I write I write each day by day or through long night.
I work far harder than I did employed in salary fight.
I live on savings hard earned to earn a right to write.
I charge not chance reader read or read not just as you like.
I work I sacrifice to give gift of love as free as stars above.
I give in time in thought in words in wisdom I give in love.
poem by Terence George Craddock

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Rubbish Sad Salary Somber N
rubbish sad salary somber n'
exquisite
influenced by everything.
rubbish sad salary somber n'
intricate a
Rubiks Cube, Waldo was found
in an outhouse by the summit of an epoch
the 1920s washed out into depressive oblivion. Simon included
this in his autobiography, written in the 3rd person.
rubbish sad salary somber n'
infinite.
rubbish sad salary
rubbish sad salary
a sombering quintet.
A Rent Free Home To Live In
once you were offered
a rent free home to live in
for you and your family
a full time job
for both your wife
and yourself
a much higher salary
than you were making
a salary for your wife
house was warm freshly painted
beautify prepared for your family
not taken was this opportunity
a school was next street behind
but a short walk for your children
your salary was fully guaranteed
house waited empty a full year for thee
opportunity open dawn bright for thee
salary guaranteed in perpetuity for thee
you chose instead nuts and bolts living
you choose instead continued paying renting
time passes now your bills I am not paying
poem by Terence George Craddock

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The More I Worry About Money
THE MORE I WORRY ABOUT MONEY
The more I worry about money
The more I worry about money-
Life has to change
I have to do something to earn some money
I am already too old for most things
I perhaps can be a caregiver again
A minimum salary for too much time lost-
The more I worry about money
The more I know I must do something
What will I do?
I will write a poem about worrying about money
And maybe perhaps after I have delayed it as long as possible
Go again to work long hours for a minimal sum
poem by Shalom Freedman

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No Charge and No Price
If I was an engineer
A lawyer or a doc.
A musician or a poet
My salary would be top.
If I was yet a surgeon
A scientist or a barrister
My salary would rise again
It would be so much higher.
Apart from my profession
I'm blessed to be a mother,
To love and guide you throughout life
And keep you like no other.
Apart from the necessities
Of all our daily lives,
To keep the home fires burning
And balance out the strife.
I give you access to my wisdom
And how to find your truth
To go through life compassionately,
And not go through the roof!
All the things which matter not
I teach you to discern.
I listen to your troubles
And show you how to earn.
A 'living' not just money,
But a balanced way of life
To help you to be calm and true
And rise above the strife.
Apart from these core issues,
I cook, wash, iron and dust.
I shop for all the family
And not because I must.
If I was paid in pounds and pence
For all these tasks I do.
A millionaire I soon would be,
Just for loving you.
Instead the salary I command,
For being your friend and mother,
Is zero; for there is no charge.
I love you as no other.
poem by Rosi Caswell

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Salary stories are intrusive. Do you ask your neighbour what they earn for their job?
quote by Nicole Kidman

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In some cases, managers and employees have secured pensions beyond their original base salary. It is wrong, the people doing it know it's wrong, and we have to put an end to it.
quote by Jerry Brown

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Too Much Of Nothing
Now, too much of nothing
Can make a man feel ill at ease.
One mans temper might rise
While another mans temper might freeze.
In the day of confession
We cannot mock a soul.
Oh, when theres too much of nothing,
No one has control.
Say hello to valerie
Say hello to vivian
Send them all my salary
On the waters of oblivion
Too much of nothing
Can make a man abuse a king.
He can walk the streets and boast like most
But he wouldnt know a thing.
Now, its all been done before,
Its all been written in the book,
But when theres too much of nothing,
Nobody should look.
Say hello to valerie
Say hello to vivian
Send them all my salary
On the waters of oblivion
Too much of nothing
Can turn a man into a liar,
It can cause one man to sleep on nails
And another man to eat fire.
Evrybodys doin somethin,
I heard it in a dream,
But when theres too much of nothing,
It just makes a fella mean.
Say hello to valerie
Say hello to vivian
Send them all my salary
On the waters of oblivion
song performed by by Bob Dylan

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Asking what I considered an impossible salary when I didn't want to work for someone has boosted my pay again and again.
quote by Ethel Waters

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I'm the first to admit this whole salary thing is getting out of control. In the final analysis, it's still about the work.
quote by Jim Carrey

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Monday Morning 21 May 2012
Never mastered the technique of carrying
meaning from one context to another, while
smiling in the car about last night on my way
to work, knowing which principles had been
symbolised, I am flabbergasted as to place
when in the work situation
I fail to become engrossed enough in the game
of Monopoly played as a means to earn a salary,
following arbitrary rules to keep us occupied and
move electronic documents from file to file; what
is the essence of being, can I hold on to myself
while being a child
In a reality of idiosyncratic activity without any
inherent meaning or long-term purpose except
to pass the time in such a way that bundles of
results can be quantified; those who profess to
know say simply being busy is joy in itself - but
somehow I need to invest
Everything with meaning to ensure relevance
poem by Margaret Alice Second

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Psychopathic Need To Control Dominate Exploit
when you give a bully monster
like Peter Matthew right to hire fire
personal power to reduce salary
he will lower worker salary
personally rewrite each contract
cut lean employee bone out
privileges perks in contract
to pulse nerves divide workers
to control conquest cut wages
if you do not accept reduced salary
not negotiable such a boss will fire thee
from evil he shall do you will be free
need to control dominate exploit
people is strong in obsequious snakes hit
toadying assertive pay back black list
such individuals feel compelled to keep
do you feel sorry for this nasty sneaky creep?
beware further victims turn coats reap
would you for a few power dollars more start
a hit list nail stakes through an employee heart?
it is painful to watch souls from morality depart
poem by Terence George Craddock

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I hate unemployment
I hate to be unemployed.
I used to think that I am a smart graduate.
I entered into University with a lot of hard works,
and I wish to become a success career lady one day.
I worked for 15 years plus,
but I am not a successful office lady.
Due to office politics,
I quit my job due to angers and hatred.
Actually I start to regret,
because I have been unemployed for 2 years and 3 weeks.
I wish to go back to work.
I wish to receive my monthly salary by every month end.
If I have salary on hand,
by month end I will go to shopping.
I will go for a facial treatment at least twice a month.
I may join gym and learn yoga everyday after work.
I may join slimming course.
But now I am unemployed.
I have spent mostly all my savings.
I applied more than 500 jobs in these 2 years.
God know what had happened towards me!
My name is ruined.
My reputation is gone.
I have no professionalism and integrity in the public
because my name is greatly ruined.
I cried.
I cry.
I was depressed.
I am depressed.
I am undergoing depression treatments.
Who care me?
Instead who care me!
I cry. I cry and I cry...
poem by Grace Chen

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Right Work
The look is of right work,
The workers move and change
Together and apart.
The wages are fixed according to the effort,
We leave them to powerfully state their grievances.
The look is of work too beneficial,
The developers of work will benefit
As they are employers, bosses and chiefs.
The salary is not a problem,
And I leave you at the toil of the tall.
poem by Naveed Akram

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I began to realize how simple life could be if one had a regular routine to follow with fixed hours, a fixed salary, and very little original thinking to do.
quote by Roald Dahl

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We can not wait until we have enough trained people willing to work at a teacher's salary and under conditions imposed upon teachers in order to improve what happens in the classroom.
quote by Major Owens

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I'd play for half my salary if I could hit in this dump all the time.
quote by George Herman

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In '38, this time I did a job for Mr. Stryker. I went on his payroll at about half the salary I was getting before, to cover what he called Harvest in Ohio.
One More Cup of Tea
Oh, one more cup of tea and then I'll do some work
Just one more wander to the kitchen
Then I'll settle down and work
But no... there's no motivation in me at all
No, there's no reason to be here
Just waiting for the weekend now
I used to love to work
To work hard and learn
Impress the bosses, raise my salary
Make a difference, make some money
But no... there's no motivation in me at all
No, there's no reason to bother anymore
This is just time that's bided
I don't want to be here
I don't want to work
I just want to go out and drink myself to death
Where there are people who could conceivably love me
But I go out, and drink myself close to death
And there are no people who could conceivably love me
So just one more cup of tea and then I'll do some work
Just one more wander round the office
And then I swear I'll do some work
But no... there's no drive in me to work
No, there's no reason to want to try
This is just time that isn't mine
Just waiting for the weekend now
This is just time that's bided
This is just time that isn't mine...
poem by B. Alexander

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But in the meantime I became accustomed to the writing life and it would be hard to change now - partly because of the salary cut if I went to my other love, teaching; and partly because I still have stories to tell, even though it isn't all that fun doing the work anymore.
quote by Orson Scott Card

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