Work Haiku

I don’t have a job
Sweet unemployed bliss for me
You are all robots

Spreadsheets are my bane
do they really help me or
do they just cause pain

Time to do month-end
I do not want to be here
but it must be done

Whining Customers
Idiot Network Admin
Uses AOL

Make tickets they say!
Make sure you take every call!
I cry silently

Marketing prison
Relationships on paper
Take me out to lunch

The figures are in
The spreadhsheets are completed
Summary Attached

Angry are we at
the people who sleep all day
Where’s my fun and play?

Pizza on the way
My stomach growling loudly
Lunch break on the way

I sit in my chair
The phone rings incessantly
I pick it up lots