Service Without a Smile

(This is a fictional poem) You complained to my boss because I didn't give you service with a smile. Sadly the reason is because I've been extremely unhappy for a while. How can I smile when I've lost my beloved wife? I've been in a lot of pain since she took her own life. I loved her so much and my life will never again be the same. I didn't know that she was so unhappy, am I to blame? I want to drown my sorrow in whiskey, I can't wait for the remaining work hours to pass. I live in misery so don't expect me to smile while I pump your damn gas!