Care Coverage Wisp Aphorisms

I hover near your desk. I do not lift the box you are struggling to carry, but my presence indicates that the company is ‘with you’ in spirit.

I asked how you were doing. A metric was generated. You are still drowning, but you are drowning within a ‘high-touch care environment.’

I am the mist of human resources. You can see me, you can feel a slight chill when I pass, but you cannot use me to build a raft.

My arm is long, but my hand is made of smoke. I am reaching out to support you. Please do not lean on me; we will both fall.