Workers Lament

Its 6 am And that bloddy alarm goes off again. Just another half an hour I plead, But the alarm doesn't listen, the alarm doesn't heed. Washed and dressed, reluctantly I head for my car, A 20 minute drive, work is not very far. The parking gods are good and I get a space Right by the front door, my favourite place! A smile on my face I sprint up the stairs, Today will be good, no worries or cares. "I want these figures and I want them now! And these I want yesterday and don't ask me how!" Do this, do that and for goodness sake hurry, Am I going to be fired? I'm beggining to worry. Its 4 pm and I plod down the stairs My smile long gone but nobody cares Home at last, I kick at the door Feet up, hair down, pick up mail form the floor. Thats my car in that photo, whats this all about? A speeding ticket "I don't believe it" my husband hears me shout I wish this dire day would come to an end Shattered nerves need sleep time to mend But all too soon Its 6 am And that bloody alarm goes off again. DMoran 2012 t