Air Freshener
Small uncomfortable chairs,
Big ugly rugs.
"Hello how can I help you"'s flying around the room.
The click clack of the keyboard.
Month old magazines,
The occasional little kid screaming at their mother.
The smell of air freshener way too strong.
The "click click" of someone walking about.
The annoying music in the background.
Nervous looks from others seated around.
The ding, when someone walks through the door.
The person that jump's at every ding.
That annoying arguing customer.
The music coming from your neighbors too loud ipod.
The teens constantly texting.
The one end of a conversation from the woman on her cell phone.
The mass headache.
All in that cramped little waiting room.
Copyright © Jen H. | Year Posted 2009
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