Hire 'em with lies,
Pack them off like mice
Into the basement.
Get them settled with sweet words
Into the cubicle farm
And make them work their asses off
In workstations with graveyard calm
If they take a day off,
They ought to compensate
And work into the nights
Or do an extra eight.
So what if they're good at their job,
They ought to get paid peanuts.
Deadlines are met and profits soar,
Okay so let them work some more
Taking breaks is a sin, you see
Stare at them like flies in your tea.
Friends, we're all in a sinking boat,
This is our reward
For every job that's well done,
We end up feeling odd.
The management team out there,
Is pea-brained all right
Yet the pay is a fat one
For every job that's (not) done.
Though we're promised lots,
Just the day before we're hired,
We end up like transfixed robots
Just waiting to get fired.
Author notes
Just got out of a place like this. Could've written more, but anyway...Thanks, your contest was quite an outlet to vent those feelings!!! This contest is a blessing for me
A contest entry
- Getting Treated Like an Idiot by duana.
300 points, ended November 12, 2007, 3 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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have you possibly worked at a Wal-Mart before? UGH!!! Its exactly like this.. I love this write it hit the subject right on the head. I cannot stand to work in the world anymore. I hate bosses and and menial labor. I hate all that crap and this says it so nicely with a little bit of smirk too. Thanks for the write.
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i can relate, i love it
yep, this sure feels like where i work. the line taking breaks is a sin, you see is really true to where i work. keep up the great writing. -
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Thanks... :-)
Thank you so much Tracy
Am so glad you liked my poem...very kind of you to say such sweet, encouraging things about my poetry. God bless 
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