It's MOnda,
I turned my
brain off and
called it the
end of the week
my boss is gonna
s**t, but it's okay
I hate my job.
Three hours later,
I'm still here,
plugging away
at pretending to work
They'll catch on soon,
but it's okay
I hate my job.
End of the day
The Man, Mr. Boss-man
Mr. Dickhead, don't know s**t
is asking for that report
the one I didn't do
He's a little red
in the face,
but it's okay
I hate my job.
Sorry Mr. Boss-man
I turned my brain off
too much of your
orders and bad breath
breathing down my neck.
Take a vacation
get some rest
Recharge and be ready
Well thats nice of you sir.
Can I make it permanant?
Cause I hate my job.
This made me grin a lot. It reminds me of one particular job I hated the most. The only difference is I still did what was expected of me because I'd been paid for to do the task. Anyway, the encounter makes me smile in retrospect. I had fun reading this.
I certainly got the idea that you hate your job that is for sure. :) very descriptive and makes me happy that I have never met the mister boss-man. I don't think all the coffee in the world could cure the monday morning blues with someone like that around.
This is cute and funny, we need to turn all drama around us into a joke.... Otherwise we might get a serious break down - that's exactly how we should deal with colleagues and the boss. So difficult to do, actually... A great poem! thanks the Reviewer sent it to me...
I love this.. sooo funny.. great flow and yes don't we sometimes hate the mundane working day!!! Policies and procedures.. well we do have to accept them but honestly they fall short of making happy employees.. note to employers.. treat employees better!!! Bravo here.. and thank you for sharing!
This is my letter to the world,
That never wrote to me,-
The simple news that Nature told,
With tender majesty.
Her message is committed
To hands I cannot see;
For love of her, sweet .. more..