Of attorneys, I couldn't think lesser.
They all must play the part of aggressor.
Load a printer? A crime!
It's a waste of their time!
Why can't they be more like The Professor?
RIP Russell Johnson - aka Roy Hinkley - aka The Professor 1924 - 2014
Got a problem? Call IT's the rule.
That department now acts like a fool.
Fix a printer? 'Twas me
Not the guys in IT.
When I told them, they said "OK, cool."
Now the therapist found disappointment
When he put a new fly in the ointment.
Others call upon me
In the place of IT,
But they'll first have to make an appointment.
There's two steps we need - that is for certain.
For one thousand an hour? That's hurtin'!
"You can't do that," they said.
But the docs I soon read.
There's a wizard behind that book's curtain.
"Out of Office" was what the fish craved.
And the help desk, though so well behaved,
Those four hours off-shore?
Their assistance was poor,
But just think of the cash the firm saved!
They're all c-Ryan, "It's really baloney!"
They've been Colin each pal and each crony.
Why's she late? We all knew
The conclusion we Drew
Was the time on the phones was a phony.