Janie and I live across the street from a large commercial bank, and this morning we observed evidence that an organization can get so large that common sense is lost on it.
This morning we woke to see a skiff of snow on the sidewalks. Left alone it would have melted entirely by 10. Of course, I understand this is unacceptable because there are people walking on the sidewalk who might slip. So, okay. Go grab a shovel and . . .
I could clear this sidewalk in 5 minutes. This is no macho bragging, as I am sadly out of shape. There's nothing there. You touch it and it melts. What you do is go over to the building, set down the shovel and push it all the way out to the street, empty it, walk back to the building and repeat.
Five minutes, tops.
As we sat and had our morning coffee, we watched this guy push a motorized whirling-brush thing for an hour.
We got up to take a shower, and I came back just to take a peek and see if he was done yet. Apparently so, because I didn't see the red thing any more.
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Wha . . . . ?
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You will notice all of the snow has been pushed into the street.
That's right. There was no snow.
This is like using a backhoe to plant flowers.
This is like driving yourself to work in a dump truck.
This is like trying to hit one person in a crowd with a 500-pound bomb.
This is like sending Christmas presents overnight by FedEx.
(Oh, wait. I do that last one.)