This was something I just thought up in the up coming Folk series. I suck at them, but I am getting better. Just haven't got rhythm down yet.

Someone said they didn't understand, and so this is the break down of all the stanzas in case you never worked in an office job.

Here, in case you care, I will help you understand. This is supposed to be like a folk song, and usually they take some complicated idea and put it to simplistic terms. I work in a office and I see the same thing happen all day long, so I made this poem/folk song. Heres what they mean.

The first stanza talks about how the better your position the better your desk is made. For instance I said unnatural color of oak - its yellow. Probably pretty cheap, bought at like Ikia for 3.50. But my bosses, its a glass topped mahogany with flourishes and stuff.

Next, is I use a sharpy on my calender, like I black the whole day out. Which is like a black hole is just eating my time here. Which really its not, but it feels that way when you come in, do the same thing and deal with the same issues all the time. So I said you can't go back. Kinda emo... I know.

Then I said don't be a hero, becasue the more work you do the more work they expect. The better job you do, the better you have to become, and the more work you help with the more others expect from you. And I always realized that when my Softball coach said there is no I in Team, that there was a I in Win... I also wanted to say something about there is an I in Fail, but considering I haven't failed, I decided agenst it.

Office Gossip is all you hear in a small office. And it sucks. Its everywhere and no one knows where it started. Everyone knows everything, but no one started the rumors. So I just sit back and just deny deny deny. Yes, this stanza could have been better.

The next one I really didn't like except for the idea. Two things, One - White out is banned in more offices becasue of the huffers of the world. So I am reduced to using the little pens that have whiteout tape which never quite do the job well enough. Two, No I do not huff glue, whiteout, or markers. But in this stanza I was insinuating in order to get though the day you need to be in order to not get pulled in. But to show that I don't do that, I said "Who moved my sharpie." I didn't like having sharpie in 2 places. I may change that later.

The stanza about time was funny to me. Its almost daylight saving time, and I know no one is going to fix the clocks here, and I know I am going to look up one day and say - hey its 5 and then realize its not going to be, it will only be 4.

So this final Stanza was the thing that got me writing it. Every call I hear no matter what is said, in my mind this is all I hear. "Your important to us, we care about your problem, we don't want to lose your business, how can we fix the problem." and then when they get off the phone they come to my office and say "God, you should have seen what they wanted to get away with" or "Jesus, what dumb questions they had" or "They wanted a refund but there is no way they are getting one." or they just swear at the customer as they are on hold it happens more then you think, and it sucks.

As for the running line, I always have a running line. This one was about complaining, which I can't. If I complain, more then likely nothing will happen, I look like a jack ass and probably get fired. However I also said I can't figure it out, because.... shouldn't the bosses job be to fix just these sorts of problems?

Hopefully this will help you understand the thing more, and I think I will put this on the comments part.

Enjoy.