Sung to the tune of “The Beverly Hillbillies”
Come and listen to the story ’bout a man named Jed,
A poor college kid, barely kept his family fed,
Then one day he was talking to a recruiter,
He said, “they’ll pay ya big bucks if ya work on CAD”,
Well the first thing ya know, ol’ Jed’s an drafts-man,
The kinfolk said, “Jed, move away from here.”
They said, “Arizona is the place ya oughta be,”
So he bought some doughnuts and he moved to Ahwautukee
Motorola that is . . dry heat . . no amusement parks.
On his first day at work they stuck him in a cube,
Fed him more doughnuts and sat him at a tube.
They said, “Your project’s late but we know just what to do,
Instead of 40 hours, we’ll work you fifty-two!”
OT that is . . unpaid . . . Mandatory
The weeks rolled by and things were looking bad,
Some schedules slipped and some managers were mad,
They called another meeting and decided on a fix,
The answer was simple, “we’ll work him sixty-six.”
Tired that is . . stressed out . . . no social life
Months turned into years and his hair was turning gray,
Jed worked hard while his life slipped away,
Waiting to retire when he turned sixty-four,
Instead he got a call and they escorted him out the door
Laid-off that is . . . debriefed . . . unemployed . . .
