As my pen softly weeps
What on earth do you do with industrious incompetents who expect your gratitude even as they spread chaos and destruction in their wake? Here at the Shrine of Aea in Her Aspect as the Personification of Tempered Enthusiasm, we have been lucky. We were discussing our good fortune over a late night glass and came to the conclusion that you need constant vigilance. It’s when you’re busy, or take your eye of the situation, that the incompetents slip in and take root. Maljie was suitably cutting in her remarks, pointing out that if incompetents thrive, it’s a sign that management has been inept. I confess I rather agree with her.
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