in an office
for a few miserable years,
stuck in front of a computer
between two rug like cubicle walls,
i became the snack
king.
i used the bottom big
drawer on the right
to keep my bounty,
locking it up when
i left for the night.
the work, whatever that was
was piled up on the desk
like snow drifts.
some sort of esoteric mess
dealing with telecommunications,
data bases and billing.
whatever.
i had no clue what i was
doing, or why.
for some reason they hired
me. i guess because i interviewed
well and they sensed
some sort of boyish charm.
but with the snack drawer,
i controlled the office.
if somebody wanted nuts, i had nuts.
honey roasted, cashews,
pistachios. i had candy too.
chocolates, licorice,
skittles and gum drops.
i added in
potato chips, granola bars,
and beef jerky for the more
healthy crew.
it was a good living for awhile,
until all my reports
became due.
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