THE HORROR IN THE FITTING ROOM
I only want to do my job
I didn't sign up for this
Now my sleep will be robbed
My memory is beaten with a wisk
I should have knocked
Before I opened that door
But my eyes were rocked
For the horror in store
All I could say was damn
This isn't what I wanted to see
I didn't want to see another naked man
Why did this have to happen to me?
Slamming the door, running out
Coworker laughs like it's funny
A high pitched screech escapes my mouth
This definitely isn't worth the money
As he walks out, I can't look at him the same
We both ignore what happened earlier
As people stare at me like I'm in insane
Afraid to go back in as the fitting room gets dirtier
I just want to go home and forget this day
That was the figurative icing on the cake
Silent until the day ends, had nothing to say
I don't know how much more of this job I can take.
©2013 Darryl Mouzone
I didn't sign up for this
Now my sleep will be robbed
My memory is beaten with a wisk
I should have knocked
Before I opened that door
But my eyes were rocked
For the horror in store
All I could say was damn
This isn't what I wanted to see
I didn't want to see another naked man
Why did this have to happen to me?
Slamming the door, running out
Coworker laughs like it's funny
A high pitched screech escapes my mouth
This definitely isn't worth the money
As he walks out, I can't look at him the same
We both ignore what happened earlier
As people stare at me like I'm in insane
Afraid to go back in as the fitting room gets dirtier
I just want to go home and forget this day
That was the figurative icing on the cake
Silent until the day ends, had nothing to say
I don't know how much more of this job I can take.
©2013 Darryl Mouzone
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