Thank You For Shopping At Kmart Poem by LeeAnn Azzopardi

You're the first cashier and go to the second till
Because it's for the disable
You look and find trash and the hanger put away
From the unrealiable teenagers
Who just read the rags you sell near the checkout
That you tell them we can't get credit
For it's now too late
There are no customers now, so you clean up
And it's taken an hour to do so
Finally, yr co-worker comes late
As you wait for that first coffee you didn't have
'Cause yr ride came early
She takes her time and complains about state of the till
But no time; customers are coming
The morning rush seems like forever
Then you look at the time, waiting for yr supervisor
To say it; you can go for lunch
You close; saying yr last Thank You for Shopping at Kmart
And as you go to the time clock
A customer needs yr help