From one side of the building to the next
I trudge my weary day
10,000 steps
day after long day
mile after long mile…
I have a job.
Someone has to do it,
and I need one.
A nice partnership.
So I check things.
Call me what you want.
Paperwork, labels, weights,
leakers, micro-samples, flowcharts,
swabbing for allegiants,
even taste,
nothing escapes my scrutiny.
My tools are my brain,
safety glasses, ear plugs,
and steel-toed shoes,
which are a slip hazard
if you ask me,
and too clunky for romantic dates,
but OK for breaks;
we get three 30-minute breaks in a 12 hour day...
Taste?
Yes, syrups, jellies, icing,
all things imaginable!
Mayo, mustard, ketchup, hot sauce, relish, dressings, marinara,
vinegar, corn syrup, lemon juice,
the list goes on… but I won’t bore you with that,
there is enough to be bored with already
with this bleary-eyed tech…
Leakers?
They are little robots
that patrol the floor
and zap any workers
that get out of line
or breaks that are too long,
while the supervisors
play cards in the office…
Big, noisy machines,
rolls of film,
products packaged in the middle-
one crease in the film and splurt!
product all over the place
or spoiled product to customer.
So products undergo tests,
many tests... many many tests...
yawn… sorry… long 12 hour day…
I’m seeing things-
packets, robots, tests...
climbing up machines to get swabs,
maggots in the Picante sauce again,
accidentally going home in my hair baggie…
such dreary days you think would kill a person;
however a person can, and will, endure much suffering, however,
given a little humor, some friendship,
and an occasional moment of true love.
zzzzzzzz.
Author notes
........based on the true life story of my dear AP daughter
SwtAsWine... with some liberties taken by me...
may she become a card playing supervisor someday!
Written September 27th, 2005
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Hello, and thank you, my beautiful, sleep-deprived international-flavored daughter! I of course will tinker with this one until people cry at the end! A dreary life being bearable with a little love...!
your tinkering AP Dad! O^O (my glasses...)
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...I have to agree with Grandma that this could almost have applied to you as well, with your long hours and such! You keep needing to take breaks... which probably isn't healthy, but who am I to judge, the one who sleep 4-5 hours a night anyhow!
Anyways, onto the actual piece, I really liked this, it was refreshingly funny. You described this really well. I loved the robot part, with our technology nowadays, perhaps it is that way!
Good job with this Dad!
your boring AP daugher
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That made me laugh till the point I was going to cry, thank you for that I really needed it
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Its good to get a diversity in readin material from time to time... and this is a very good example. I found it entertaining, so you have won my applause
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oh p.s.---- excellent title too
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I like that this poem is about work. I guess I never thought about writing about work. It's very clever and flows nicely. Great piece!
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great
hey great write different can say ive read a poem like this but was great i really liked it alot and keep it up mate was great to read
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thanks for the feedback!
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a nice ode to modern technology you have there, friendship!
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Montez- of course no offense taken, this piece was featured for two reasons- one, to break up the monotony of the featured fare and entertain a few people, and two, to generate useful and prodding feedback, of which you provided the latter! Nay, the featured area should not be our final audience, but our first!
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It sounds like you are beginning to eat, sleep, walk, talk and write the job son of my heart. You must be putting in some long days. The whole maggot thing just sent my tummmy for a flip and now I'll think about this when I buy picante sauce. yuck!!
Get some rest son! 
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This is not something I would choose to feature, but there again, I'm a bit of a rhyme freak.
This is more like a very short story, and not a particularly good one at that.
Sorry if this offends.
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hehe what a job?? lol
but really nice and cute... and i liked the Tasting part most... lol... you mentioned many of my fabourite stuff...
keep on writing.. i enjoyed reading this -
gr8t
Well Inspirations is the need of the hour,either at workplace or life ! You have the wide imaginations of the Work here.
Thanks for your creativeness on those wonders of modern technology like robots,big special purpose machines to keep us
engaged on every walk of life !
now and then i think of you our Modern gadgets
when we're togather
every day in this modern factories
every new inventions day by day
now and then i think of you
and when we use these beautiful machines
its like the first kiss
i knew i would burst
now and then i think of your abilties on
compact utilisations of time and energy
you have captured us by your beauty
our life togather
gives me such pleasure
now and then i think of you
the techniques upon your system
the efficiency in your work
no worries no cares
when, i think of you , i feel proud of you ,
You made our work so easy n comfortable !
Special effects on an alltogether subject our AP wbiro has done it through his poem !
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Sounds like you had a long day when you wrote this.. But, you got a job, and it seems to give you some inspiration. Athena
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Well, your dentist will applaud you, Az, staying away from that chocolate!
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gods ur soooooo cruel
....now i want some chocolate candy but i cant have any
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There you go mistaking me for a girl again!!! lol The person in the poem is not me... but 'an inspiration'!
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Well I'll not be consuming picante sauce anymore.But a job is a job,is a job.And at least you have one.Lots of folks would like to be sliding around in your shoes!HA! Letum,right!~~Suseann
Edited on Sep 27, 1:05 because ''.
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