"I am hearing poetry when awake, dreaming poetry when asleep, breathing poetry with each breath, I am living in a poem."

Thursday, October 17, 2013

Grabbing Crowns

“When you care enough”…..
lovely sales pitch
to guilt consumers
into purchasing
overpriced sentiments…

Pick it right…
Pack it tight…

Grabbing crowns to fill boxes
will find the overly conscientious
on the bottom of the totem pole.

Accuracy is a numbers game
others can fail if their nose
sniffs up the right tree.

“If you care enough”
goes unrewarded.

©Susie Clevenger 2013

 I was an order filler for Hallmark cards in the 70's. I had great accuracy and no customer complaints. One year I made one mistake that was found by the auditors and the next only two. My supervisor called me in to talk about my job performance and chastised me for making two mistakes. Of course there were a host of fillers making more than two errors per month, sometimes even more than that  a week, but they never got read the riot act served to me.  I didn't kiss...well you know what I mean. 
Mama Zen had us celebrating National Bosses Day...


Bill Nicholls said...

Lovely poem you wrote there.
I gained a lot of satisfaction when I haded my notice in from my last job, I'd been there thirty one years and four of us handed in out notices togethere.

Helen said...

OK, that does it! I'm going to boycott Hallmark!

grapeling said...

I've always favored the Far Side cards anyways, but am with Helen on this ~

Sherry Blue Sky said...

OMG - and at Hallmark, of all places!!!!!

Anonymous said...

Worse is when they do this with coffins! Business wants to sell. Thanks, Susie! K.

Manicddaily said...

Susie-- somehow my comment got saved before I meant it. Fun poem. Reminds me of coffin sellers! Thanks. k.

Kay L. Davies said...

I love this, Susie. It's sort of like my little story about bosses and employees. My friend and I used to race one another to see who accomplished the most, while most of the others horsed around.
We were fast and accurate, like you, but extremely underappreciated! So I know how you felt.

Margaret said...

"If you care enough" ... make your own! (that's what we do) Oh, the work place... sigh.

Mama Zen said...

Gorgeous work, Susie. That third stanza just rocks!

Marian said...

send the very best..... packing!
yowza, Susie.

Kerry O'Connor said...

I have never understood the management policy of flogging the racehorses. It is so anti-productive.

I like your approach in this poem, it's gritty and makes a definite point.

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