Order Up

Hamburger, beef cheese burger with tomato

Greeted

Aroma of sweat

Grease

Cheap salad dressing

Again

Another day

Another desperate employee

Begging

Don’t fire me

Fire him

And I say

Less and less people

Pass through those golden arches

I have to cut back

Sorry

They cry

They sob

They walk out

And I

I cry

Why does a manager

Have such a hard job

At least I am not the one

Who poisons the customers

Makes them fatter

And makes them come back for more

No

I just take their money.

[poem by up and coming poet whom I admire who asked to remain anonymous]

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