Splintering 1-21

All was well
I wanted to share
I wanted to serve

I graduated with a goal
To help others
And to figure out my dream

I flew off to volunteer
And the first thing I heard
You aren’t good enough

I didn't have a license
I didn’t do drugs
I was “too innocent” for my age group

The middle age folk were too busy
They didn't have time for a kid like me

The older folk were precious
But they couldn't relate
Due to generational differences

I was separated from the group 
Sent to my own project
Far away in maryland

What luck
My boss was another volunteers parent
Maybe we will get along

What horror
My boss thinks that her baby deserves better
And treats me like crap

I though I signed up 
To look after children
Not to scrub walls

Isn't it a bit much
To expect me to clean
All this by myself?

My leg hurts
But I can't drive
Guess I won’t see the doctor

Why would you say
I did good
And then say I was the worst employee you ever had?

Just because there is a volunteer contact
Doesn't mean I have to stay here
So stop quoting the damn thing

How has it only been half a year
All my old wounds reopen
I don't feel safe
But I WILL stick it out

SUMMERTIME YAY
Now i'll get to help 
Take care of children

Nevermind
Boss lady is a jerk
She puts me on full time cleaning and kitchen
This wasn't in the contract

I have to work breakfast
I have to work dinner
I clean in between
6 am - 1am is my shift
FOR TWO MONTHS

I fondly remember 
You quoting the contract
MUST WORK 8 Hours Daily
I'm pretty sure that was a limit too?

Finally the end is here
But you want me to stay? 
Another Month?
Bro- I've got college to get to!
Cant even be bothered 
To take me to the airport
Well, what did I expect
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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