Shoppers Distribute Disasters
customer service is not an alluring activity
a dissatisfied customer is like Chucky
their disguise is sweet
until they speak, it's evil energy
returning or exchanging without a receipt
chalks-up a storm of dead-eye mis-fortune
these people don't come from heaven
retail is like nature in hell
demonic bears attack because the policy is unfair
satanic lions lay bare
poachers have delusions of grandeur
there's no safe trail in the jungle
inroad is trouble
in the real world
an angry customer break glass
shattering rules piercing flesh
it becomes a mess
so I will confess
this.....
my job is a simple paragraph
but difficult to graph
I laugh behind your back
knowing you'll be back
to shop at the same store
you'll walk in through the door
wanting to buy and return more
Copyright © Trish Fernandez | Year Posted 2018
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