Jobs, Jobs, Jobs Poem by Colette Dright

Schwegmann, Winn Dixie, the Superstore and more
Customer service was instilled indeed in you for sure
You hungry so you pull up in the drive thru
Welcome to McDonald's, how may I help you

Baskins Robbins, oh so sweet
Brownie sundaes I love to eat
Easy Serve turned into Quicky's
Sometimes soda cans are sticky

Working at Lowes after Hurricane Katrina, business was a lot
We sold paint, copper, propane, plywood, nails and sheetrock
Get the items off the shelf at night this had to be
Don't leave it on top stock cause you can't sell what you can't see

The Sky Room, Terminator, Charlie 15
If you ever worked for Delta, then you know just what I mean
Working with the schools were oh so cool and fun
Enjoyed working with the kids and playing in the sun

The job at the Convention Center was indeed a Hot Mess
And the management team, shh... I wasn't impressed
Wasted labor is when you pay desk boys $75,000 or more if you will
And you got spiders and cobwebs growing inside yo window sill
Even the HNIC act like he don't see
Bake me a potato cause this shh... ain't fly with me

This is unacceptable, the words that I would state
Feisty, fierce, dominant and confident, the one they love to hate
I never was a follower going along with the flow
Who the hell is Colette Dright?
They will all come to know

Stand out, even if you gotta stand alone
And if you don't wanta work, stay yo lazy self home