This was not my dream job-
pricing cinder blocks daily.
.025, .0315, .0426 x 500,1200
or 825 for 8 hours cramped
in a tiny trailer with 3 others.

Renee, busty, baudy, and loud 
in accounts receivable an expert
at deception supposedly
working thru lunch had me
bring her take-out while making
personal calls never arriving late
as I got nixed for getting stuck
in traffic.  

Then there was old man Bob with
wrinkled jowls slick gray hair  
the sleazy salesman eyeing  my fresh
from college body with Xray vision
blocking the doorway
making me squeeze past
his protruding belly telling crude
jokes with that guttural laugh.

Virginia, the boss lady dressed
in her proper gray below the knee
suits with eagle eyes
watching the minute hand of the clock
for tardiness and rule infringement
making            My life
under the scope miserable.

After six months of this I flew the coop.
Went to lunch never looked back.