A Poem, about work.

Wandering without a map
Lost in his own mind
Unable to fill the gap
He hasn’t got the time

Unsure of what to ask
The words don’t come out
Now that he’s put to task
All he feels is doubt

Finally the words came
“I don’t know” he said
“You don’t know your name?”
Fuck, wish I was dead


A Day In The Life of… Me

Student: “I’m trying to add a class but the website won’t let me.”
Me: “If it’s a full term class you have to get an add permit from the instructor.”
S: “Well where do I get the permit.”
M: “From the instructor.”
S: “Where is the class?”
M: “What class are you trying to add?”
S: “It’s something like PE 001”
M: “We don’t have a PE 001”
S: “That’s where it’s located.”
M: “We don’t have a PE building”
S: “UGH… (mumbles to herself)… It’s P”
M: “We don’t have a P building”
S: “(mumbles some more) It’s room P 00L!”
M: “I think you mean P O O L”
S: “Well where the hell is that?”
M: “It’s the Pool”