This weeks poem was written after a slight meltdown on an understaffed shift …
Anyone who works in a customer facing job will have had those days where you get an unexpected rush of customers, or you end up badly understaffed. At the end of this shift I was quite prepared to throw a chicken at someone xD
TOO MANY PEOPLE!
Why such a busy Monday?
Fucking stressful shift
You can really feel the frustration in your words!