It's the first day of a new year. For us at Management Haiku, that means plenty of opportunities to get our Haiku on. Most of us had a least a few days off for family, friends and the holidays. Fat and happy, or at least preoccupied, our poetry—starved from lack of adversity—founders. Fortunately, J.T., a friend and fellow manager, has sent along this little beauty, dealing with his frustration at finding his local dive bar (a welcome harbor following particularly bad days at work) open only to ladies willing to drop five bucks to see a nudie male revue show:
Why tonight? Why have
guys dropping trou at my bar?
Need beer, not butt cheeks.
Thanks, J.T.! It's that kind of commitment to haiku—the willingness to write poetry on your personal time—rather than just on company time that I respect and admire.
To everyone else out there, I wish you a happy, and above all productive, new year.
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