real
i already know im gonna be late !
shit !
look at the time
didnt realize it was quarter to nine
gotta be there at nine
feel like crap
last nite didnt get no shut eye
and now i gotta pretend and lie
just for fucking £5.25
sometimes cant take this life
may aswell sign on
couch potatoe type !
sit in
watch tv
drink beer with lime
get out the door son !
hurry up
im shakin'
im nervous
feel like shit on this bus
the drivers a pain
get a move on you cunt!
he sits there
5 minutes
eatin packed lunch !
ok
chill
just calm yourself down
still five to nine
just a stroll threw town
better be a chick
dont wanna talk to no clown
think its ok
im on time now
cashier / sales assistant
what a piece of piss
so why the fuck am i trembling like this
in the shop
i got
threw the door
went upstairs
i greeted the man at the desk with grey hair
im here for the interview
sorry im late
he shook my hand firm
and told me to wait
then a voice from the mist
called over my shoulder
this way sir
take a seat
glass of water?
this guy looked a dick
all sniggers and sneers
probably been workin here fuckin years
and so here we go....
im not ready for this
ask me some questions you stupid prick !
i started to fake
i changed my posture
i felt like a idiot
sipping my water
it was like startin school
your very first lesson
interviewer looked up
folded arms
pop first question
so why do you think you are good for this job ?
blood rushed to my head
working here
id be lost
then i said
im so keen
im well mannered
im polite
enthusiastic
team player
interesting
and bright
tell me an example of good customer service?
i said
be real keen
be polite
thats the purpose
damn i just said that !
i swear day turned to night
not sure if i said
the same fucking thing twice
can you work under pressure ?
do you think you could cope?
annoyed customers?
refunds?
cashing up?
do you smoke?
now hammering questions
im now really put off
every answer went wrong
plus im still feeling rough
Poetry by daz
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Written on 2006-10-20 at 00:16
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job interview
great !i already know im gonna be late !
shit !
look at the time
didnt realize it was quarter to nine
gotta be there at nine
feel like crap
last nite didnt get no shut eye
and now i gotta pretend and lie
just for fucking £5.25
sometimes cant take this life
may aswell sign on
couch potatoe type !
sit in
watch tv
drink beer with lime
get out the door son !
hurry up
im shakin'
im nervous
feel like shit on this bus
the drivers a pain
get a move on you cunt!
he sits there
5 minutes
eatin packed lunch !
ok
chill
just calm yourself down
still five to nine
just a stroll threw town
better be a chick
dont wanna talk to no clown
think its ok
im on time now
cashier / sales assistant
what a piece of piss
so why the fuck am i trembling like this
in the shop
i got
threw the door
went upstairs
i greeted the man at the desk with grey hair
im here for the interview
sorry im late
he shook my hand firm
and told me to wait
then a voice from the mist
called over my shoulder
this way sir
take a seat
glass of water?
this guy looked a dick
all sniggers and sneers
probably been workin here fuckin years
and so here we go....
im not ready for this
ask me some questions you stupid prick !
i started to fake
i changed my posture
i felt like a idiot
sipping my water
it was like startin school
your very first lesson
interviewer looked up
folded arms
pop first question
so why do you think you are good for this job ?
blood rushed to my head
working here
id be lost
then i said
im so keen
im well mannered
im polite
enthusiastic
team player
interesting
and bright
tell me an example of good customer service?
i said
be real keen
be polite
thats the purpose
damn i just said that !
i swear day turned to night
not sure if i said
the same fucking thing twice
can you work under pressure ?
do you think you could cope?
annoyed customers?
refunds?
cashing up?
do you smoke?
now hammering questions
im now really put off
every answer went wrong
plus im still feeling rough
Poetry by daz
Read 666 times
Written on 2006-10-20 at 00:16
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