Sunday, March 31, 2013

"Going Back to Work"

Now that wrestling's over my parents told me I had to get a job.
I knew I had too and couldn't just sob.
I begged my parents to not make me go back,
But not having a job was something I couldn't lack.
So I decided to just go visit my old boss.
I asked him for my job back expecting him to say "get lost."
But sadly, that's not what he did.
He said to me "go home and apply online kid."
When I got home I did just that.
As badly as I didn't want to apply I knew I couldn't be a brat.
A week after I reapplied my boss called me saying when to start.
As much as I was dreading it, I knew getting paid again would be smart.
I told my parents I was going to start working again soon,
And the worst part was I could no longer be able to sleep until noon.
I guess I should just enjoy this one last week until I start.
Knowing I can no longer be lazy really hurts my heart.

4 comments:

  1. It's unfortunate that you have to work again!

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  2. I'm sorry to hear that you don't like work but i'm sure it is worth it. I remember when I started working weekends at the beginning of golf season. I miss being able to sleep in too lol. But work is great and i'm glad to hear you stuck to it! [=

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  3. Good poem!! I feel the same way sometimes about my job, I feel as if I'm always there, but I'm glad you made the decision to keep working! It pays off in the end

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  4. Great poem, but sorry to hear about you having to work! Hopefully things get better at shoprite

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