- First Job: : Humour Poem by Alessandra Liverani

I’ll drive you to the shopping centre, Sandy’s grandma offered
Sandy gladly accepted the proposition her gran proffered
“I’ll just wait in the car”, said gran, “while you go in and inquire
About a job in those shops, surely someone will hire”

Nervously Sandy entered the big supermarket and walked through
Until a wooden shutter labelled “Office” came into view
Tentatively she knocked and up it was raised
Revealing a lady who looked in the midst of her menstrual phase

“Excuse me but I was wondering if you had any positions”
“No we don’t.” Down came the shutter, end of her mission.
Reluctantly she tried the smaller shops without any success
And returned to her gran in the car, rather distressed

“I didn’t get a job”, she sadly explained, feeling low
“Well I got you an interview at the supermarket”, her gran crowed
“But I knocked on the shutter and told no jobs, by a lady quite cross”
“Oh I walked straight past that and searched for the boss

And chatted to him about Bob, my son, your uncle, who delivered bread
To this supermarket, daily”, was what her gran said
And it was obvious that her grandmother was a real pro
Because she knew that sometimes it was all about who you know

(Sydney, Australia - 2007)