You’re fired.
I resign.
We’ve eliminated your position.
I’ve heard these all many times.
Forty-two years my father worked
in one, same place.
Was it fun?
Were there friends?
A respect for grace?
Me, I jumped,
assumed new faces,
lucky to rest two years
in any one place.
No one would have me.
Too blunt.
Too bold.
Even told,
too good to be here.
A heart
sliced and diced,
seeking employer appreciation,
I fled hard,
came home,
bought a [...]
Archive for October, 2007
Gypsy Employee
Posted in Poetry, tagged consulting, corporate life, corporate restructure, facebook, fired, layoff, overheard, resign, second life, The Office, workplace wounds on October 26, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
Corporate Museum
Posted in Poetry, tagged Boss, business suit, Corporate, death sentence, grand opening, greed, Job, Quit, Retirement, shoes, Supervisor, ties on October 21, 2007 | 1 Comment »
The cleaner never knew,
when she pressed the shirts,
that this would be their last.
Entombed in plastic
they wait,in a closet
slammed shut for two years.
I held a grand opening,
pried open the doors
of his corporate museum,
untouched since the day
he walked away
from the mean and greedy.
22 fine suits
34 wood hangers
74 crisp shirts,
some needing links.
16 leather belts
20 pair shoes
A beast of [...]
