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Monday morn, alarm's a warning, hit snooze once more,
Stumble out the door, coffee in hand, ready for the store.
Greeted by a mountain of tasks that somehow grew overnight,
"Oh, joy," I say, "what a delight!"
Cash register blues, "Please, how does this work again?"
A queue forms, smiles turn thin, here comes the pain.
"Mishaps on aisle five!" I hear over the intercom,
Juggling tasks, trying to stay calm.
First job woes, a comedy show,
Learning on the go, how much I didn’t know.
From the frying pan into the fire,
Dancing on a wire, in the uniform I tire.
Lunch break dreams of escape, but the clock's slow tick,
Back to the grind, the mop and the slick.
"Excuse me, where's this?" I don't know, but I pretend,
Wishing for the shift to end.
Closing time nears, but the floor's a mess,
Last minute customers, oh what stress!
Racing the clock, clean, lock up, time to dash,
End of the day, counting my cash.
First job woes, a comedy show,
Learning on the go, how much I didn’t know.
From the frying pan into the fire,
Dancing on a wire, in the uniform I tire.
First job woes, a comedy show,
Learning on the go, how much I didn’t know.
From the frying pan into the fire,
Dancing on a wire, in the uniform I tire.