Tag: job search

Sadly, sadly singing
in some soft apartment,
underground, snowed over.
White noise: fridge hum
and soft electric buzz.
You are at work, and I
am humming too, to
make my presence known.
I put the dishes away,
pick off the bits that stayed behind,
reheat my coffee
and sit in front of my screen
to scroll through job boards
and look, again, for some cash register to work.
Last night, I dreamt I had it:
an old job I quit years ago. In it,
I remembered just where to stock
specific housewares and what their codes were.

Perhaps I should have stayed there
and become the old woman
who kept her first job forever,
knew everything,
let complaints roll off her back,
and went about her business
rolling her eyes at young management
day dreaming and scheming, alive
and thriving on minimum wage.