My Second Language
My Second Language
Three different people examined me,
Asked so many questions about marketing,
About different trades and competitions,
At last they have appreciated my performance.
After one week training they selected me,
And nominated me for a branch office,
There others colleagues were waiting,
To share their jobs after a brief training.
Job was very clean and profitable,
I were very excited and encouraged,
To transplant my capabilities, I did it,
But manager price always leave me behind.
A sales person always hold very hard grip,
I found it my team members as not happy,
Repeated stories how they struggle to success,
They started to use their experienced triggers.
I know English is my second language,
They selected me and offer a job after training,
I had sales in few days, but Manager said,
‘Your English is a problem, please quit.
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