Bitches
Being Enlightened
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You walk past me everyday
without so much as a second glance.
Guess what?
We both shit and it stinks!
But you'd never admit to that.
NO.
So prim, so proper, so perfect(?),
always dressed in the finest threads.
You drive one of those big SUV's.
You don't really care about pollution,
you just pretend to, it's politically correct!
You sell the lie wearing a cheshire grin.
To my shagrin.
When I say hello to you in the elevator
you don't meet my eyes, afraid of what?
The fact that I have different opinions?
That I get along with "the peasants" beneath you?
That I can still smile at you?
That I do my job really fucking well,
so well, that you just can't get rid of me?
I think you know that I hate what you stand for,
here.
But that I'd be the first to help you personally.
Coming here has changed me, I'm more bitchy.
We all do our best and you want more,
but give us so little.
We only want a little respect, appreciation.
We could be very happy here, really!
If you could let us be people, not machines.
If we felt less like numbers, real
to you.
I've spent a brain-draining amount of time here,
Some days bring tears to my eyes.
This clickety-clacking bullshit, debiting.
This arguing about money on the phone all day.
This accounting and general ledgers.
This putting small businessman out of business
and writing letters.
I hate it all!
It makes me feel not like me,
like an extention of you!
My head and back ache from stress
but I rise above, laugh with my friends.
At least I can say that I met good friends here!
I wonder how many here are really your friends?
without so much as a second glance.
Guess what?
We both shit and it stinks!
But you'd never admit to that.
NO.
So prim, so proper, so perfect(?),
always dressed in the finest threads.
You drive one of those big SUV's.
You don't really care about pollution,
you just pretend to, it's politically correct!
You sell the lie wearing a cheshire grin.
To my shagrin.
When I say hello to you in the elevator
you don't meet my eyes, afraid of what?
The fact that I have different opinions?
That I get along with "the peasants" beneath you?
That I can still smile at you?
That I do my job really fucking well,
so well, that you just can't get rid of me?
I think you know that I hate what you stand for,
here.
But that I'd be the first to help you personally.
Coming here has changed me, I'm more bitchy.
We all do our best and you want more,
but give us so little.
We only want a little respect, appreciation.
We could be very happy here, really!
If you could let us be people, not machines.
If we felt less like numbers, real
to you.
I've spent a brain-draining amount of time here,
Some days bring tears to my eyes.
This clickety-clacking bullshit, debiting.
This arguing about money on the phone all day.
This accounting and general ledgers.
This putting small businessman out of business
and writing letters.
I hate it all!
It makes me feel not like me,
like an extention of you!
My head and back ache from stress
but I rise above, laugh with my friends.
At least I can say that I met good friends here!
I wonder how many here are really your friends?
Forget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in. - Leonard Cohen
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ps, my shit don't stink.
Kinda smells like warm cat fur.
Then again, I do eat a lot of pussy.
I only spank for pleasure---I would not give her the satisfaction!!
MEOW!
Do they still carry their sorority bags around? Just wondering.
Always!
Yeah, they got their bags & those short, manly "I'm a somebody" hair dos! The whole nine yards! :(
Mmmm... dried-up frat mattresses.
Like licking sand paper! Are they still fun to bounce on, I wonder?
This is the reason I never wanted an office job. I'll take the minimum wage job any day of the week over this. I may be poor but at least I'm happy
I'm still poor! But I'm happy when I leave & my co-workers are pretty cool, so that helps! Plus, getting paid to hang on the board makes me feel better too!
It just seems so FAKE.
but I make okay money, I suppose, though I hate commission.
and soon I shall be divorced and the money I make shall no longer matter. As long as Jack and Natalie are taken care of, I'll be alright.
AMEN to that!!!!!
And I've been homeless in the past. I know what it's like. So I would like a roof. But we'll see.
And I hope that you get to keep that roof and a whole lot of other good stuff to keep under it. Oh yeah, and some walls too!
but one cannot ask for too much in this world.
Well, one can ask but it doesn't mean they're gonna get it.
And besides, if you don't ask, you may never get it and you may well deserve it!
great thread
And I won't make the same mistakes
(Because I know)
Because I know how much time that wastes
(And function)
Function is the key
I'd hate to say smack em...but why don't you just go over their heads
and stick rat poison in their coffee?(JOKE)Did you ever see 9 to 5?
Sorry its that bad.Try entertainment.I refuse to buy the fake boobs.:(
LOve you...I'll PM you...nah...just talk here...:D:D:D
Going to get a nEW job.This one chick went to Columbia..(I went to a county college,dropped out of the college of New Jersey...HATED the partying.and the date rape boys.PLus I got accepted to the elite,but they in Princeton were just as bad,just international.)
Lets face it...everyone drinks it,I dont like it too much .I smoke smokes(Marlboros)/anyway,BE...She insists on NOT working as a team and ALWAYS tells me what to do.SEparation of Church and state?BULL.:DThey put GOd in the Dec Of Indep 4 a reason.I'm like ..."youre telling me what to do at a 7.25$and hour job that I'm doing out of the kindness of my heart cause I'm waiting for my work to get lined up while you insist on worshipping a potato???!!!!"I tell ya.
Its nerve wracking.Who has the biggest designer bag?Yea,well I bought mine at AJ wright,9west for 15$!Sorry I didnt spend 300$ to bring it in and rub it in your face!!!!I refuse to play corporate headquater games.And I really don't blame you for getting pissed.(I really hope that isn't a curse,sorry)And those college girls?RIGHT.I refused to sleep with them,still got plummeted,and sluts will be sluts until the age of 80...so tell em,BE,...at the next Christmas party,
"The line forms at the closet"....
Sorry you have a hard time at work.I've been through it all.Wait til you meet the scumbags at the lowest bottom..youll die.I could just never catch a break until I( met a couple of cops who told me what it was like to be harrassed and a victim.ESPECIALLY at the workplace.)Hard to find friendly people...
LOve to you as usual...did you like my bluntness?:D
ali:):D
Hearts to the crowd...lovely and thought provoking poem...:D
A whisper and a chill
adv2005
"Why do I bother?"
The 11th Commandment.
"Whatever"
PETITION TO STOP THE BAN OF SMOKING IN BARS IN THE UNITED STATES....Anyone?
where on earth is that fknass, spankie, anywho? ;D
xo be lvya
Sounds like you had a un-cool boss, eh?
The risk I took was calculated, but man, am I bad at math - The Mincing Mockingbird
thank you :O
Fuck up...the USA...
Look at me...I can rig...
The presidency!!!!
No one needs a smile more than someone who fails to give one,
After you die...you know how to LIVE!
Ali, I think rat poison is a little too harsh, maybe I'll take a page from grade school and slip a little of the ole diswashing liquid into thier steaming mugs of java. Hee Hee! And don't bend and get fake boobers, gali! YUCK!!! Sheesh, and then, lately, all you see out there are those "little boy look alikes"--the deathmask thin chicks with nary a bump or lump on thier skeletons! That ain't a healthy woman, IMHO. Besides, fake boobs don't bounce and a little bounce is always a good thing. Anyway, work, yeah, the whole big fake show, how it's all about appearance and not substance, well, it just gets to me, is all and this poem was a reflection of some of what I feel about it. Me likey your bluntness and was giggling my ass off about the "(I really hope that isn't a curse,sorry)" part!! LOL! You're funny! Love to you too, me pal!
PastaNazi, Balls indeed!! I belive spankie has taken to the whip and is just too over the top for this mop top hair shop!!! Hee Hee! He's got new fish to Fry.
Ms. Haiku, I thank you too! I'm so glad you noticed my progression as a poet. Re-reading this poem, I can also see where I've grown and changed and I feel it's been for the better. Ah, and always presenting a challenge, that's what I like about you even if I'm not always up to it. I don't know at this moment how I would re-present this, but, I suppose I could try, if I'm in the mood. I've always hated re-writing, I prefer to leave things as they are, as they were part of a moment in time and just grow and change and capture new moments with all that I've learned since the previous moment. I am just surrounded by much fakeness at work, be it bosses, be it some fellow co-workers--just can't get away from that stuff it seems.
trinity! I love to bring smiles and chuckles to all so, THNAK YOU for enjoying!
twin1, thank you and I agree. Putting on an act all the time must be strange. I tend to wonder if they even know who they are when they go home at night.
Thanks folks, it was nice to re-visit an oldie.