Each month, write a new collection.
Building a Homethe architect conceivesbuilds the ghostof the buildingthe engineer imaginestruth, orders thereality of the structurethe builder moldsthe dreams and claybreaths life on the housethe familymakes ita home
Love that last stanza!
Dear diary, I got the job at Wal-Mart. Today was my first day. My mom dropped me off this morning, to a building that isn't even finished yet. In fact, there isn't even a parking lot!I walked inside, expecting to see a store, but instead, it was just a huge empty space filled with painters, plumbers, electricians.... it looks nothing like I pictured it.We were all led to the front, where registers will eventually be installed. The future managers our store came out and said good morning. They explained how we couldn't open for business until we had a proper store for people to shop in. We were then issued a colored dot to put on our name-badges. Our breaks, shifts and training time would be set up according to a color system. I got blue. Then it was off to work. We spent the whole day building the aisles and setting shelves. Slowly, the massive open space started to look like a store. Half way through the day, I got pulled to do some training, called CBL's. It's like taking online courses. You sit at the computer, watch the videos, take the test, and move on to the next one. I have something like, 50 of them to complete in 2 weeks. At least they're easy.At 4 o'clock, it was time to call it a day. I was blown away by how much we got done in 8 hours. And, they said we should have a real parking lot by next week... nice!
Love these poems Molly. I love the complexity of your relationship with the place and job!
Getting ready for a Team MeetingIt’s Tuesday. Oh joy.my team meetstoday.I check the posted timeIt’s will change I knowBut for my sanity I’ll plan forThe posted time.Now quickly change all my prior meetswith patient x,y, and z.I mark this, mark thatMark this, mark thatWe’ll see how that, works out.Speed on to the dayCan’t stress ifI’m preparedFor the team soonI’ll have to rely On my weekly notes.They’re up to date.Running here, Running thereTypical work day.It’s 9:40 AM My meeting time.They are behind.Stay cool and do my thingKeep focused on my folks.The schedule is not made To convenience ofPatients, orTherapists like me.Oh joy, they say its now my turnI give a poor excuse To my patient Who has no ideaWhat just transpired.I zip into the room upbeatBounce into empty chair.Best not to sit Adjacent toThe director.He’s not my pal.The team is talking fastStatus reports flyI smooth my notes To the table topYum lemon cake I spy Quick grab a piecebefore its done.I begin to make reportOn happenings this weekThese things we’re working onThis thing is importantAnd, patient really wants, to go home.Now there’s a bit of banterTherapist One is surePatient surely needs One more Rehab weekDoc and Administration Perk up for revenueBut Therapist ThreeAgrees with me.Rehab not justified And, patient really wants,To go home.Move to the next discussionEach person taking turnsSome things clarified and Others learned.On a few occasionsConclusions are clear.But mostly the discussion is,Pure chaos.Patients are complexFull independence is rare.Resources are scarce.And there’s no family help.We’ve all talked too long.The schedule is far behind.Still there’s many problemsBut the clock ticks onAnd much work Still to do.
How do YOU eat a banana?Watching people eat bananas drives me nuts.I've noticed that everyone does it differently.If I'm making a smoothie,I peel itAnd then break it off in three segments,Before I toss them in the blender.If I'm about to eat a banana,Just by itselfI'll either peel it and eat it,One satisfying bite at a time,Or set it on a plate,Cut it in half with a steak knife,And then peel and consumeEach halfOne at a timeOr just eat one half and save the other.
Good piece, Corrina!