'Twas the night before RTO, and all throughout AT&T, The employees were restless, no longer carefree. Desks were becoming crowded, offices tight, Whispers of layoffs stirred fright in the night.
Home once offered a peaceful retreat, Now office demands us, with disdain and defeat. The CEO’s orders, so rigid and severe, Had workers returning, with dread and fear.
Gone were the days of flexible hours, Now inflexible schedules in high office towers. Three days turned five, flexibility lost, Work-life balance shattered, employees tossed.
The cubicles filled, morale sank low, As workers adapted, though resentment did grow. Meetings once quiet now echoed with strain, As workers faced changes, adapting again.
Productive at home, now forced to commute, Spending on gas, with discontent acute. The whispers of layoffs and harsh mandates spread, Creating an environment of anxiety and dread.
With whispers of layoffs and rumors of more, The office was tense, behind each closed door. No more late starts or work-from-home grace, The rigid new rules felt like a slap in the face.
The company’s tactics, so cold and so planned, Made the work-life balance too hard to withstand. Employees once loyal, now feeling betrayed, Their trust in the company starting to fade.
The spirit of workers, now weary and strained, Adjust to change that happened so fast. Who above us could be so stern and quick, I knew in a moment it must be St. Slick.
And then, at the helm, Stankey did rise, With his tyrannical rule, causing great despise. Cracking down on the workers, enforcing his might, Turning home office workspaces into an RTO fight.
With a voice full of steel, he proclaimed with a call, "Get back to the office, once and for all!"