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one phone line for me
and then another
clients who can't be put on hold
and the lawyer representing my ex-neighbor's DOG
whom i admittedly shot at 3am for disobeying the law of DECIBELS
and i've had wayyyy too much coffee
in those refillable gallon mugs
you can get from the nice gas station attendant
and
my boss wants to see me in her office
because i told a customer
off
and now i REALLY have to use the bathroom
and the whole world seems to be shouting its own obscenities
and what i want to tell them is
get your hand off your privates, get your hands off mine, get out of
your mental straight jackets
and start listening to your poets and musicians.
and, hey, get a life.
kristi sprinkle
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