Initiation
three pensee
Break room
boss’s nephew -
You’re using my favorite mug.
I’m sorry, it wasn’t labeled.
(I lie, his cup, my eye.)
Garage
boss’s nephew -
Your car’s in my uncle’s spot.
How was I to know which was his?
(I cough, the prig, buzz off.)
Taken
I’ve just been had.
Boss’s nephew takes care of
my welcome to the factory.
(I smile! Just wait awhile.)
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