Trista Sheffield 1727 4evrs
Trista Sheffield
Mrs. Sagoes
AP language 1B
11/4/14
Paranoid that someone would usurp control of his latest project, Bob carried the scale model of the building with him all around the office as though it were some kind of talisman that would protect him from any dragons hiding in the cubicles. Some of the employees giggled when Bob walked by, and others gave him patronizing looks, which made him feel like a fearful toddler carrying a security blanket. Mrs. Simmons, the manager, began to worry that perhaps Bob was stressed out, so she called a meeting with him. During the meeting, the manager reminded Bob that his abstemious use of vacation time was not healthy; he absolutely must get away from the office for a little while. Two weeks later, as Bob basked in the Caribbean sun, he wished that his boss would have prescribed a peremptory vacation months earlier.
When an obscene photograph appeared in the school yearbook, the administration immediately sought a scapegoat for the iniquity. Angry students and parents blamed Dora, the yearbook editor, for not being perspicacious enough to have spotted the photo before the book was sent to the printer. Now, the school must collect the books and return them to the printer to expurgate the photograph. Dora, a junior, vacillated over whether or not she would sign up for the yearbook staff again next year.
“I prefer to think of this factory as a giant atelier, where a team of artists creates not specialized tools, but hand-machined works of art,” said Roger, the owner of Calumette Industries. “And as long as our goal remains pellucid to every employee, this company will soar.” Roger, who took over the failing operation just months ago, sparked life back into the floundering plant by replacing archaic industry practices with new methods guaranteed to increase production; however, despite Roger’s many changes to the plant, he was quick to note that he is a firm believer in the axiom, “Don’t fix things that
Mrs. Sagoes
AP language 1B
11/4/14
Paranoid that someone would usurp control of his latest project, Bob carried the scale model of the building with him all around the office as though it were some kind of talisman that would protect him from any dragons hiding in the cubicles. Some of the employees giggled when Bob walked by, and others gave him patronizing looks, which made him feel like a fearful toddler carrying a security blanket. Mrs. Simmons, the manager, began to worry that perhaps Bob was stressed out, so she called a meeting with him. During the meeting, the manager reminded Bob that his abstemious use of vacation time was not healthy; he absolutely must get away from the office for a little while. Two weeks later, as Bob basked in the Caribbean sun, he wished that his boss would have prescribed a peremptory vacation months earlier.
When an obscene photograph appeared in the school yearbook, the administration immediately sought a scapegoat for the iniquity. Angry students and parents blamed Dora, the yearbook editor, for not being perspicacious enough to have spotted the photo before the book was sent to the printer. Now, the school must collect the books and return them to the printer to expurgate the photograph. Dora, a junior, vacillated over whether or not she would sign up for the yearbook staff again next year.
“I prefer to think of this factory as a giant atelier, where a team of artists creates not specialized tools, but hand-machined works of art,” said Roger, the owner of Calumette Industries. “And as long as our goal remains pellucid to every employee, this company will soar.” Roger, who took over the failing operation just months ago, sparked life back into the floundering plant by replacing archaic industry practices with new methods guaranteed to increase production; however, despite Roger’s many changes to the plant, he was quick to note that he is a firm believer in the axiom, “Don’t fix things that