Each month, write a new collection.
Dear diary, The new co-manager is trying to get me fired. Ever since she got here 3 months ago, I can suddenly do no right. It started out with small things. Adding to my notes at the last minute, knowing I wouldn't get the work done. Refusing to hire Christmas help for my department. Expecting me to perform functions that were not my regular job. I blew it off, thinking maybe she was just trying to establish herself. All newbies do it.But, then the calls to the office began. It didn't help that I knew policy better than she did. Being able to prove her wrong, having full support from my vendors, being long time friends with other managers. A 15 year perfect record was destroyed, within a month. She had reduced me to a d-day. When she called me in to fire me, I couldn't believe I had allowed this to happen. That I hadn't done a better job of protecting myself from her. I was going to end up just 3 others had before me. This bitch, who looked like Louie Anderson's sloppy sister, was just about to udder the words, when my savior came. Another manager stuck her head in. She immediately cut Louie off and offered me a position in the deli. I seized the moment, said yes without even thinking about it. Louie was visibly pissed. After all, she had worked hard to get of this long term associate. Turns out, Louie had problems of her own. She came to our store, because she had been demoted. And now is mysteriously transferring again. As for me, I start my new position on Monday.
What a horrible and miserable person. Part of the job I suppose, but why is it part of all jobs?
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Grit real. great Thomas
The most frustrating, most difficult timeA time long agoin a galaxy far away, A war uncivil ragedAs Speech Pathologists,Struck with hidden unlicenseWon victory against Occupational Therapists.Whose practical living supportOf Eating and Oral CareWas overpowered by Unproven techniques.Chins tucked. liquid thick.And the Ultimate weaponFluoroscopy.Fooled by profession marketing Doctors misconnected dotsSpurned responsibilityFor physician eval,Medication effect,Impact of cranial nerves.Now Rebel dissent destroyed.Swallow bill and therapy mountsLink the Nursing Home numbers Dehydrated. 31-95% Malnourished. 35-85% Swallow problems.40-60%No Leia racing home.
LouieIt was thelast hourof my friendslife as we talkedand I gave himwater and comforthe would throw upblood and saylet's go get a hamburgeryou eat and I'll buyhe did need to be cleanedas I turned him on the Opposite side leaving egg crate markings etched Into his bodyas he restedon the leftstaring blankly into spaceLouie, LouieHe was goneHis chart was Do not resuscitateas I finished my roundsLater, about a coupleof weeks down the roadAnother aide askedYou were with him When he died I said yesShe told me in hercountry it meansYou are blessedto be with them in passingI thought back to that nightand remembered his last wordsGo buy a hamburgerYou eat and I'll buyThat's what I did after my shift that night
Yes. Pertinent. Perceptive. Like your two line stanzas.
Great poems everyone. The site isn't letting me respond individually, but I love this work! Well done.