"Sharon should make an effort to be more attentive at meetings;
she comes across as not interested in what is being said.
An example would be Sharon's participation at a team presentation,
which a vice-president attended. Rather than listening and showing interest,
she showed obvious disengagement that others noticed and commented on."
|I wear a puss face, aimed at a co-worker's
Shes angling for an in to bore me silly. What'll it be today,
witch? Elevator weather-speak, or thesis-like assertions
on cafeteria food? No, girlfriend is not surreptitiously clocking
my mortal coil's dress-down trainers and hoodie! Nothing's wrong,
per se. I'm told it's geneticfaulty neurotransmittersscenic-route
neural mapping, programming me to drive life's blue highways,
dodging interstates. I'd excel as writer, artist or actor,
but a cubicle gig is asking for trouble. Did I conk me infant head
or self-medicate back in the daya girl gone wild?
Either way, I behave intolerably. I go berserk when disturbed.
It takes all I have to concentrate. I am lovely, dark and deep.
None know Problem Child. All give wide berth to Bad Apple.
Still, they want to peel me for pies, bake me a golden brown
team player. Just you wait, 'enry 'iggins: Rita will kick in metered
measure. Sayonara Chaos Theory! Bienvenido a paz!
So this is normal? From Mardi Gras drag queen to holy woman serene?
Like cloistered pea-boy Gregor Mendel, I'm focused to the nines,
padding on pine, road-rage incidents distant memories.
Still, I'll miss firing impulsively rude e-mails to nerds: "Yo, make like
Jimmy Choo and shoe. Ill not, however, grieve erstwhile temper
tantrums in boss lady's face. I may meet an assignment deadline!
How'd you fancy them apples?
If you've any comments about this poem, Sharon Kozden would be pleased to hear from you.