Subject to Change

I have to quit this job so bad.  It needs to be the next thing I do.  This one girl, she uses different names.  I introduced myself to her once, and she had one name, and now, she introduces herself again with another name.  This girl, she has two names.  And she put both hands on her heart and talked about how lucky she was to be alive.  I put my hands in my apron and feel someone else’s receipt paper.  They clocked in at 12:02pm.  Someone ordered a house red but we were out so they had to give them Merlot, poor suckers.  Discarded wine bottle tin foil.  Pens that don’t work.  I am briefed on my section.  We are out of octopus.  

It was the only thing that happened to me today.