Strictly Satire #2 Poem by Kewayne Wadley

To quote one of my favorite movies 'The Last Boy Scout.'
One of the bad guy protagonist characters Milo says to the hero protagonist 'You think your so cool don't you? '
This is what comes to mind as soon as I see him waltz into the office.
With his company issued safety glasses. Loose fitted jeans.
A hollow shell of what he use to be.
Now days you hardly see him while he is on the clock.
A ghost of sorts, here one minute. Gone the next.
He radiates blain shows of favoritism. Whereas any other job would have him
reprimanded. The foreman sees otherwise.
He tries hard to keep up with the times but ends up looking foolish.
Over-sized hat. Shirt gripping the round of his stomach.
Possibly a reflection of the job he's done raising his kids.
Bald head, to keep all the gray hair from showing.
You can catch him in any corner catching a quick snooze, or parked
somewhere in the company vehicle.
Quite possibly in the next building paying no never mind to the ring that stares back in his face.
Everyone sees, but no one says a word. Part of the secret pact I suppose.
See around these parts of the job, everything works on a buddy system.
A quick call on a cell phone, etc.
There never has been a good top to bottom communication, well as far as superiors go.
I hate having to put on a fake smile as he speaks in sheer awkwardness.
Again, I can proudly say I'm glad he's not my crewleader.