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JUST ANOTHER DAY Tis another work day And I'm just half awake, The computer stands waiting Deciding my fate. The phone queue is flashing A brilliant hued red. What questions lie waiting To mess with my head? The phone cord is tangled, My headset won't work, It's bare nine o'clock And I'm going berzerk. An agent lies waiting "They've just missed their plane!" It's not even lunchtime And I'm going insane. "And why can I not Have the car I demand? I booked it, it's paid for I don't understand!" Is it time to go home yet? My head is athrob, I moan and complain But I just love this job. |
Additional Notes:
written for the res staff....dealing with one of the after effects of a hurricane visiting a tourist destination...intended as stress relief
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