Service Workers
Service workers used to be
A smiling, helpful lot,
With personalities to match
The jobs that they had got.
But that was then and I have found
That things are different now,
Although my age may color
My perspective, I’ll allow.
The cashier, waitress, airline clerk
Will barely spare a glance
And when I ask a question,
They just look at me askance.
The hotel staff, museum guides,
Employees in a store
All used to be so friendly
But not always anymore.
I wonder why this change occurred
And if most folks agree;
If not, perhaps the problem lies
Within my spouse and me.
Copyright © Ilene Bauer | Year Posted 2016
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