Monday, July 21, 2008

Doormat #2

I am a temp, I am an accounting temp.
I came to your rescue.
Your bookkeeper had a stroke
(but will be back soon)
"Thank god," you say.
You, the office manager,
Call me "Your Savior."

I have been working at your agnecy
For EXACTLY one month

I have MASTERED your computer billing system
Your staff, asks ME questions
I have held your hand
While you struggled with payroll issues
I have cleaned up the mess
That happened before my arrival
I have played my beloved balancing feats,
So you would not need your line of credit

Yet, your boss hates me
The president of the company hates me

I make less money than the receptionist.

It makes me feel like shit


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