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I Love My Job!
The alarm clock signals a brand new day, So I dress, and head for my job,to earn my pay. It's a very pleasant morning, as I arrive at WOORRKK! (Even the sound of that word makes me react with a jerk.) I show up every day; whether it's in sun,or snow or rain. OOPS! It's 7:35! Guess I show up late again! Punch on the clock,and it's time to face the BOSS! Reluctantly,I reach down,and pick up my daily cross. Case and pull. Pull and case, while others around me whine! The only question on my mind:"How long till quitting time?" I ask the BOSS if she's"selling five" hours of annual leave; Only to realize, I've no leave left(which causes me to grieve.) So I face my case, and resume my work, with my head sadly bowed. Must that guy working next to me , really be so loud? OUCH! Another elastic broke--and I think that I know why! But the response I get is,"Not my fault man, blame the other guy!" Time to pull down and see that all my dear customers get served: (Though sometimes they yell and complain--which really strikes a nerve!) At last my truck is loaded, and I'm set to go. "See ya later, slugs" I shout; then I'm on the road. Scan my MSPs, and record the mileage and such; If you ask me, I think this is too much! I'm in and out of businesses, and running my route all through the day. Scan barcodes; do parcels,and accountables--oh, and some letters along the way! I've learned a lot of acronyms, that no civilian would ever guess: Like NSN;UAA; FOE: and DPS! But I'll soon retire, and be away from here. My wife will call "JIMMMMY", to which I'll meekly say "Yes Dear". I'll be running here and doing that, and fixing everything in sight! Surely, she'll keep me hopping-- morning, noon, and night! There'll be no more time for naps; In fact I may have to work at a second job, so our insurance doesn't lapse! And when I get old--eh, older--and am in my rocking chair, I'll think about this job, and the good times I had there. Reflecting on my career; yes even recalling working with this ungainly mob; I'll awake one day and realize---I really DID love my job! Charlie Pelota
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