Tag: work

Bored To Tears

There was a time

I’d humour you

But that has long

Since passed

It’s not like I ever

Wanted to know

That’s why I

Never asked

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The Creep

I know you think

You’re special

She said

I know you think

You’re smart

Strutting your stuff

About the place

Like you’re some work of art

But trust me when I say

She said

That’s not what we all see

In fact in the office

The only hot topic

Is what a twat

You appear to be

3

Getting On With The Job

Why should they rememeber

He said

Every year

When you never even talk

About him here

Well, it’s not like they cared

She said

In the first fucking place

Back when the pain was still written

All over my face

3

Clock Watching

I commend

Your curiosity

I absolutely do

The fact

That I’m not

Remotely arsed

Says far more

About me

Than you

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Just A Feeling

I see you,

You know,

For what you are

A puppeteer

Pulling strings from afar

Thinking your little tricks

I won’t dare to mention

When all you’re doing

Is drawing my attention

To the fact

That you’re a cunt

6

See You After The Break

Thank God I have

Two weeks annual leave

So from your chatter

I’ll enjoy a reprieve

The Water Cooler

If only
I could
feign
interest

Perhaps
we could
be friends

But in
fact you
bore me
witless

So I
pray this
conversation
ends

(Originally Posted 17.02.2020)

2

Office Politics

With the cost of living rising

And my prospects going down

It may well be time

For me to leave

This tired old humdrum town

Overdrawn

Another
day

Another
dollar

Fuck
knows why

We even
bother

(Originally Posted 10.02.2020)

7

The Sabattical Leave Request

Most days I do

Enjoy my work

And I welcome

The distraction

But as time goes by

It’s getting harder to try

And fake a positive reaction

(Anti) Social Work

I
think
I would
be

So
much
more
forgiving

If
I didn’t
have

To
work
for a
living

(Originally Posted 30.01.2020)

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The Clown

I’d rather just sit

In the corner and brood

As for your ‘humour’

I’m not in the mood

No Laughing Matter

I swear to you right now

On all that is good and holy

Your jokes rarely do anything

But kill me fucking slowly

(Originally Posted 12.01.2021)

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Clocking In

Never

Do I feel this more

Than each time I walk

Through that door

Sown Up

I don’t feel better.

I haven’t forgotten.

I’ve just stopped telling you,

How I feel.

(Originally Posted 15.12.2020)

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The Inevitable

Protecting yourself

From someone else

Doesn’t make you mean

It just shows that you

In my view

Are great at forward planning

Weak

I really am sorry

I cannot take your weight

For my arms are too broken

From carrying my own

(Originally Posted 19.11.2020)

2

Thank Fuck It’s Friday

With all these plates

To keep on spinning

It’s no wonder that I

Never feel like I’m winning

Mondays

Head racing
a million
miles an hour

Heart
pounding
the same

So many
appointments
to make

So many
lions
to tame

(Originally Posted 21.10.2019)

2

The Cost Of Living

I went back to work too early

Of that I have no doubt

But with bills to pay

Much to my dismay

I had no choice but to force myself out

Tuesday

I called in sick for work today.

My heart just couldn’t come out to play.

All I’ve done is lie in bed

Filled with thoughts of fear and dread.

With nausea consuming every movement,

My mood shows no sign of improvement.

I hate existing like this.

Full of anger, self loathing and all that shit.

I wonder how much more I can conceal

Before I decide to end it for real

(Originally Posted 03.09.2019)

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Kill Me Now

I could very easily

Have left this job

Taken my life

In a different direction

But as I chose to stay

It’s yet another team day

Answering

This fucking inane question

Work

Well I
guess
there’s
nothing
else for it

Three hours
left wading
through
this
bullshit

Perhaps I
should
hand in
my notice
and quit

At least
then that
would be
the end
of it

(Originally Posted 30.08.2019)

4

New Job

It was about

My job this one

And how I could

No longer empathise

Even three years on

The desire is gone

And my apathy

Pretty hard to disguise

New Life

I’m still
nowhere
near the
same

She
said

Something
inside me has
permanently
changed

I can no
longer
play
this game

She
said

Unless a
new life
can be
arranged

(Originally Posted 14.08.2019)

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The Fair-weather Boss

I used to care

What he thought of me

That I did a good job

So my skills he’d see

But now he’s changed

And lost my respect

So I just take the wage

And disconnect

Diss Regard

What’s
the
point

In all
this
chatter

Now
I’ve
realised

You
don’t
matter

Anymore

(Originally Posted 20.06.2020)

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The Protestant Work Ethic

All I am

Is hollow inside

What I once had is gone

You’ve bled me dry

Time after time

So now we’re officially done

‘I Have Nothing’

Whatever it is you expect,
I do not have it to give.

As

Whatever it is you want,
I lost it long ago.

(Originally Posted 12.05.2019)

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Speak Up

I can empathise

And respond in kind

Take my cue

From many a sign

But there is no way

I can read your mind

Down a silent

Telephone line

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Random #109

“The only difference as compared with the old, outspoken slavery is this, that the worker of today seems to be free because he is not sold once for all, but piecemeal by the day, the week, the year, and because no one owner sells him to another, but he is forced to sell himself in this way instead, being the slave of no particular person, but of the whole property-holding class.”

– Friedrich Engels

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The Urban Retreat

Now I love a landscaped garden

With plants and flowers sublime

I adore those hills and mountains

And each rugged, rocky climb

I hear the call of the deep blue sea

As I feel it’s power inside of me

But it’s only when I’m on this train

That I know I am coming home again

For within this rubble, dirt and dust

Live the people I can really trust

And I know that each and every time

I’m at my happiest in amongst the grime

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Some Hit Harder Than Others

You could have been

So much more

But you drank it all away

I know deep down

Your heart was sore

And that you didn’t want to stay

But I wish you knew

How much we cared

And only wanted the best

Now you’re no longer here

We hope

You are finally at rest

(For O.R)

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Running On Empty

I am so tired

I want to go home

To sit in the quiet

All on my own

For I’ve had enough

Of this battle of wills

I just need some silence

To cure my ills

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Annual Leave

A week
off work

What’s
the point

Drink
a beer

Smoke
a joint

That’s
nothing new

I do it
every day

It’s all
I have

Keeping my
demons at bay

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The Bake Sale

Bringing
along
your
flask of
coffee

And
your
frosted
homemade
cake

Doesn’t
make you
any more
likeable

Or any
less
fucking
fake

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Sick & Tired

And
so
begins
another
day

Where
I pretend
every
thing
is ok

If
only
there
was
another
way

As I
hate
being
such a
fucking
cliché

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Male Bosses

If
your
decision
is already
made

Why
are
you
asking
me?

Just
take
your
patronising
questions

And stay
the fuck
away
from
me

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The Water Cooler

If only
I could
feign
interest

Perhaps
we could
be friends

But in
fact you
bore me
witless

So I
pray this
conversation
ends

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5* Customer Service

I’m in
a bad
mood
today

So I’m
afraid
you’re
out of
luck

I haven’t
got the
patience
for this
bullshit

Now go
on, off
you fuck!

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The University of Life

I’m
learning
more and
more, day
by day.

Going to
lectures,
finding
my way.

Knowing
when to
work and
when to
play

Hoping
you’ll
be there,
on my
Graduation
Day.

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Mondays

Head racing
a million
miles an hour

Heart
pounding
the same

So many
appointments
to make

So many
lions
to tame

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The Irritant

It actually
hurts to
listen to you

Let alone
look you
in the eye

Please just
leave me
alone

For I have
bigger fish
to fry

15

Work

Well I
guess
there’s
nothing
else for it

Three hours
left wading
through
this
bullshit

Perhaps I
should
hand in
my notice
and quit

At least
then that
would be
the end
of it

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The Struggle

When you see me, you see the finished article.

Washed, dressed, hair in place, make up on and a smile on my face.

But you don’t see what it takes to get there.

You don’t see me trying to muster the strength to open my eyes in the morning.

You don’t see me forcing my weary bones out of bed.

You don’t see me berating myself as I sob in the shower.

You don’t see me looking in the mirror as I question whether or not today is the day.

You don’t see me wracked with indecision on what to wear.

You don’t see me soothing my pain as I twist and pull out my hair.

You don’t see me apply make up in the hope it makes me disappear.

You don’t see me riddled with anxiety as I lurk in the doorway.

You don’t see me breathing deeply before finally pushing open the office door.

When you see me, you see the finished article.

But just because you don’t see the struggle, doesn’t mean it doesn’t happen.

Just because you see me smile, it doesn’t mean it’s real.

How I look, is not how I feel.

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The Office

Momentory conversations

With temporary people

Sharing fleeting emotions

Providing non-permanent relief

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Bank Holidays

Days off
are always
difficult.

There’s
so much more
time to fill,
without you.

So many
memories
of what we
used to do.

I’d rather
be at
work.

At least
there, I
get paid
to be
miserable.

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Mornings

Mornings are the worst.

Trying to muster the energy to get up, get dressed and leave the house.

Trying to summon the confidence to get through yet another day without you.

To be honest, I’d rather not bother.

But I suppose I do have bills to pay.

And I do have to feed the cat.

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First Day Back

Dishwashers rattle
Kettles bubble
Doors bang
Toilets drip
Heaters blast
Floorboards creak
Keys jangle
Voices whisper
Switches flick
Mouths yawn
Arms stretch
Feet shuffle
Computers hum
Mouse wheels tick
Photocopiers whirr
Printers churn
Keyboards click
Phones trill
Mobiles buzz
Pens scratch
Papers rustle

My Heart Breaks
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