I was hired
some years ago
(with a little help
from family)
for a job
I never wanted
or imagined.
As it turned out,
I could stomach
the work — despite
the sociopath boss
with a gift
for making money
and hating people.
My co-workers
were usually kind,
we seemed to be
on the same page —
you know,
because
of the sociopath
at the top.
I never got
nauseous
on my morning drive
to work.
Listened to the radio,
and when a song came on
that I liked —
one that brought me back —
like Brandy
"You're a fine girl
what a good wife
you would be..."
I'd sing along
in my car, alone
full-voiced:
"But my life, my love,
and my lady
is the sea..."
and consider
myself
lucky.
2 comments:
Evocative. I can pictures you in the car - this evokes a convertible - driving along to a job - and understanding your luck despite your boss.
This one certainly describes more than one day in my life. Minus the convertible. LOL
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