both my Bosses love me.
They buy me drinks after work and have a desire to pinch my cheeks.
They teach me because they want me to learn and care
and in turn, they make me want to learn and care.
I strive to do my best because
both my Bosses love me.
I have a new job -
I'm actually making Money.
I work long hours
I lift heavy objects
I get down and dirty with the dishwasher
I work hard for it because
I'm actually making Money.
I have a new job -
I have a new Disposition.
I no longer feel a heavy oppression poisoning my extracurriculars
I have a light and happy heart
I smile. A lot.
Spring feels springier because
I have a new Disposition.
The moral of this poem is
be nice to every single person you've ever met
in your entire life
because sometime
maybe even three years later
they may offer you a job that
you never
ever
ever
EVER
would have gotten on your own.
